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Pussy niggas actin' like they had shit
All bitches actin' like they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she she always had shit
All these flawless diamonds, they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', do 'em nasty
out my attire, this expensive fabric
We can wrestle like Randy Savage
My jewelry as as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll blow your out
I'ma walk in and it like it's a war house
All your bitches that's busted, they in your house
What up, come down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, Christian now
niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now
I to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

out my bed and hopped right in a foreign
Bitch don't get close, this a warning
Suck dick good, I'm the mothafuckin' warden
She runnin' away from my like it farted
She don't wanna so I put it on her neck
I beat that pussy up, she loud as a
I got 1 but only 10 in the bank
I taste a sample, I only buy if it's
I cook fishscale, and to her at the same time like Tank
I was born in '91, 23 years old, with a whole lotta
(5 mothafucka)
Baby can you my pain?
All my diamonds need to be
I got a gangsta that's gon' bang
And I got racks up, I complain
And all my dogs, they're dirty, for mange
And all I gotta do is reserve brains
And I'm a gangsta, my nuts, gone hang
Who said you was straight? Boy you to be retained

Pussy niggas actin' like they had shit
All these bitches actin' they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she always had
All these flawless diamonds, they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em
out my attire, this expensive fabric
We can wrestle just Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush that I blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and it like it's a war house
All your bitches that's busted, they in your house
What up, come down, my nigga, north south
I ran up them M's without a tour now
She stepped up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're at all my shows now

the Rollie off, put the Breitling back on
Walk in the and I cut the lights on
Why you spending like that? Cause I ain't ever had
that real nigga PaperWrap, YSL shit
Never loved a but I love money
In the payin' my tithes with drug money
Went and got a new plug, got mama a new
And a couple new coupes, how a young nigga live
Couple bitches, good weed that how a chill
Top floor, penthouse, crackin' seals
Them niggas be like, "That young nigga trill"
Them New niggas say "That young nigga ill"
My mama always me dress to kill
My uncle always me pack the steel
That nigga Thugger, my mothafuckin' brotha
From a other, I'ma show you how to make magic
The is you mad at?
Got your bitch dancin' all in my with no panties
I said, "Bitch where your man at?
Fuck that, where friends at?" Dammit
Sold 50 p's, hold it, to bag it
That little bitch you on, I been had it
up in a new drop, that thang nasty
Mama all my big booty bitches trashy

Pussy niggas like they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they never had
I got a bad bitch, she said she had shit
All these flawless diamonds, yeah lookin' glassy
Catch that slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this fabric
We can wrestle just Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll your lungs out
I'ma walk in and it like it's a war house
All your bitches that's busted, they live in house
goes up, come down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up them M's a tour now
She done stepped up her game, couture now
These niggas thought that they knew it but don't know it now
I swear to God pursuin' at all my shows now