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(Hit-Boy...) Niggas thought that I was out, bitch I think not If I talk to this bitch nice, she'll give me top Niggas still ain't seeing ten, you still ain't seeing guap And I just put it in her stomach, that's her G-spot Everybody think that bitch loyal, we don't see not Spent a hundred on some kicks, that's like Rebox All these colors on my chain, I'm a peacock And you the type to pull the trigger while his d cocked You play dumb and go blind when you see opps And his bitch tried to pull the Jack out the beanstalk And my mama raised a man, I don't need no pops They don't want to pay no homage, bitch we need props Bitch Young nigga lane switching in that foreign I ain't nothin' like your nigga 'cause he broke and boring If I put that on gang, on gang, bitch we scoring Bro, my bro got the Glock and got to shooting like he Jordan I ain't finna do shit, don't speak on shit Give a fuck about your nigga, he don't be on shit I don't need no nigga, I don't need no bitch I be taking away that ex and I don't need no lisp I would if I could, I can't speak on it SongtexteThat chain ain't him, ain't no D on it And this a tennis, not no real chain You ready broke bitch, she use a bro name Aye, throw it back, let me see something You ain't never left the hood, you ain't see nothing Real niggas only gon' shoot, well let's discuss it Niggas still claim that block but don't be from it Said you it, when you see me, better bust then Bought a Jag the first time I ever touched ten 'Round me nigga, ain't no bitch want to fuck then Ring the bell, get the dough, then we rush in Really in the field, bitch we outside sliding Nigga said they really in the field, but they hiding Young fly nigga, shit I coulda been a pilot All I talk is cash, broke nigga stay silent Hop up out the Wraith, doors on that shit suicide shit I don't even want to fuck your bitch, too much mileage You the type to walk the whole morn, never buy shit Pussy nigga thinking I'm a lick, come and try it Young nigga lane switching in that foreign I ain't nothin' like your nigga 'cause he broke and boring If I put that on gang, on gang, bitch we scoring Bro, my bro got the Glock and got to shooting like he Jordan I ain't finna do shit, don't speak on shit Give a fuck about your nigga, he don't be on shit I don't need no nigga, I don't need no bitch I be taking away that ex and I don't need no lisp Aus Songtexte Mania