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Hahaha, yeah, yeah, goddamn, goddamn Do I let that nigga live? (Woah) That nigga died on them Sure Uh, these bullets coming at you Take these bullets for me, that's my grimy waifu (Hot) They keep on dumping the tool Take these bullets from me, that's my, ooh (Woah, huh) These bullets coming at you Take these bullets for me, that's my grimy waifu (Huh, hah) They steady dumping the tool Take these bullets for me, that's my (Ooh, ooh, ooh, man, you know what I'm sayin') I ain't got no Birk' bags (Ugh) Fuckin' with me, you gon' get the price or tap Music biz don't give no pat on the back, ugh Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up (Ooh) Pack it up, pack it up, woah, hold on, man Grown, live at the Days Inn My appetite made me nauseous (Huh) They thinkin' Tinder with the topic (Cautious, uh) I take the wins out with the losses You see me grippin' with the gossip Now I'm eating dinner with the bosses SongtexteI hit the vape because it's needed (It's over) I fall asleep like Tempur-Pedic Got a light, got a light, got a light, I'll be there They kill my niggas for no reason I hear 'em These bullets coming at you Take these bullets for me, that's my grimy waifu (Hot) They keep on dumping the tool Take these bullets for me, that's my, no Here we go We gotta do what we gotta do Clap, clap, clap, clap Aus Songtexte Mania