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Yeah, we spillin' on them niggas for real, you dig Tuh Rich, spillin' that shit on 'em Hap-hap-hap-happy Nah mean? Hap Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig Drippin' on them pussy niggas, really though Shoot a nigga then I take a video Pussy Hulk Smash'd, now it look like Cheerios Nigga, I'm in that Hellcat, backseat, eatin' cereal Redbone, dig, cutthroat, dig Dope boy magic, drove [?] My family never rattin', I'm the last Don Mafioso in this bitch, I told 'em get low I got a whole band of crooks for a broke hoe Know Phone finna go and get some toto and get the dome Never did no drive-by, they in slow-mo, I just walk up Nigga, I'ma make sure those crackers don't find you, call it chalk dust Yeah, 4301, just without the bums, ain't nothin' new You see I fucked a witch, I tried to hitch, gave her a broom SongtexteTalked to God today about the plan, he told on you Show my dick on IG, I'ma need a super zoom (SSET) Don't drink Tech, no IT, I could teach you what I do (did that) Fucked a bitch in Portland, the next day, I caught the flu I drink syrup when it get boring, it ain't never nothing new I ain't sleep, I'm never snorin', I check on my opps way more than you, uh Bring your ass back Bring your ass back Bring your ass back Bring your ass back I think I might be happy Girl, bring it back Shake it for a stack Walkin' with the MAC Push your shit back We them niggas poppin' We them niggas on it We them niggas wildin' We just [?], they follow My hoes in Armani That's how you identify 'em Nigga, we the SSET Almighty Y'all them niggas droppin' Top off the Benz, left with your friend Her tract ain't sewed in, blew off in the wind Phone off the Xan, they sleep on me again Nikki rub my back and she got stabbed These niggas part time traitors and full time haters I don't know where they do that at Say they pullin' up on you, but you know they all fu, body rubber So you know I had to scream "Free Bam" My clip bubble when it's 93 degrees like fuck it I ain't finna compromise my fit Duct tape your momma, lil nigga, you don't want no trouble But I gotta break off my wrist What you sayin'? We the gang Sendin' hits, we ain't come to play Bitch, you a trick, I let you buy my main Pimpin', bitch, raise up your cup, mane Dig Bring your ass back Bring your ass back Girl, bring it back Shake it for a stack Walkin' with the MAC Push your shit back We them niggas poppin' We them niggas, yeah We them niggas We them niggas droppin' We them niggas poppin' We them niggas droppin' We them niggas poppin' We them niggas droppin' Drop, drop Aus Songtexte Mania