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SHITTYBOYZ!! Woke up thinking like I need more paper I wouldn't save a bitch in a VLone cape The J (?), ain’t no t bone steak Thinking that you wet in that (?) Bape I dropped Will 12 times on the shoes So when i'm in the cast make sure i'm in the Lubes Cheat code activated ain’t no way to lose I'm running up a check like I got some weight to lose I told the bitch she got my heart, but I don't got one (Haha) Pretty bitch let me hit before I dropped one Upped on the opps, I'ma score and let the clock run Chop like a NewPort, if it smokes i'ma pop lungs Fuck the past it don't matter what it was (It don't) I been big up, I want to jugg just because Light Years ahead of you, I'm feeling like im Buzz We met one time, you got the nerve to call me cuz That shit crazy, spinning hoes like the Hokey Pokey (Spinners) Everytime I drop a song, I see them goat emoji’s Acting tuff so when you see me out, you supposed to show me Stop flashing sticks, shoot that bitch since he supposed to blow me But you ain’t, you a bitch and you know it Actions speak louder than words so i'ma show it She looked me in my eyes and said “BabyTron you goated” Almost nutted in her mouth, bitch took me out my focus (What the fuck) SongtexteShe said it don’t look like you Swipe, that's the whole point (BItch) You worried bout a scan, bitch i'm coming Rolls Royce Jumped in my bag like I ain't have no choice Runtz beating ass, boy I ain’t got no time to smoke joints Wear the hoes thru', i'm talking finish They said I look like Drake Bill, Bitch i'm still trippin' (I am) They praying that I lose, Look bitch i'm still winning (I am) Count my blessings everyday, But i'm still sinning Light Skin bitch from the Ville, and her head great I'm talking A+, bitch made my legs shake I'm a hundred like a (?) Bapes wet as hell, I remember rocking Red Ape Every bitch that doubted me gon' regret it Looked at the sky and told God that's where I'm headed If I get online and grab a punch it's a Debit If I send that bitch in the store, it's some credit (Slide) Nike Tech, could give a fuck about a fit Jack after jack could give a fuck about a brick Ten bands on me give a fuck about some drip Jammed and I slide could give a fuck about some (?) Had her tapping out like I know jiu jitsu You can't hit this Wood, Boy it's gon' hit you If I was broke like you, I'd be pissed too Feel like Vin Diesel, hit the block then I drift through I gave a bitch my heart, and she threw it in the dirt If it ain't the truth, I won't put it in a verse Feel like UnderTaker, i'll throw them in a Hearse Left the bitch sick, I need to throw her to a nurse I ain't playing checkers, I was taught to play chess (I was) Ain't nobody in this bitch looking like a threat Lead in this Glock i'ma put ‘em to the test Heart in my T-shirt, wish I could put it in my chest I'm on yo ass that's for everyone ahead of me Wouldn't care if you was DTE, Fuck yo' energy Swear you hard bodied, got female tendencies Fendi belt looking like the grade I got in Chemistry (F's) Fuck Call Of Duty, Broddie on a kill streak Want to be my wife, But she just a little freak Got his first pair of Yeezys, now doggie feel sweet ShittyBoyz what? I swear to God y'all kill me I'd still stand out if I was laying down (Stand out) Super scents, I can smell when it's a play around First time I loaded up I was playin' ‘round Feel like Clyde Drexler with the slides, bitch i'm blazing now 28 Waist the Glock can't fit cause they skinny Bro shoot like Curry, walk away do the Shimmy Talkin' ‘bout cuffin LOL bitch you silly It's Tron out bitch cut it out with the Jimmy Aus Songtexte Mania