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(K. Swisha) Whole time I knew niggas been fake Two Chanel bags for my sidepiece I feel like I'm Gandhi, but that besides me Snakes on his head, I ain't talkin' Don C Gave my bitch a hundred racks, told her not to mind me Me and Draft in that Lam', Concrete's first signee I'll plead the Fifth if them coppers try me I'm slime, I'm swift, I'm too damn sneaky I'm a young hot boy, gold teeth like B.G. Fuck what them niggas sayin', I know they need me Backyard too much land, might build a teepee Tripod hold a stick, pierce you like a CD My bitch can't get my phone, she know not to ask me Only Brandon Mitchell, know where the cash be That's my blooda for life, feel like mama had him Someone play with her wrong, trust me, I'ma bag him Mouth platinum, wrist random Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Lemon-head shawty give me mouth and it's so exquisite Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I'm not Xzibit Talkin' 'bout she want a Birkin, now she talkin' gibberish Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Apple-head bitch give me dome, it's ten out of ten SongtexteThink that I won't fuck on her friends, bitch, go think again Concrete boy, been outside, bet she let me in Shouldn't have to say this shit, but who we better than? Told my bitch to go eat Mediterranean Finna walk over this beat like a pedestrian (Pedestrian) I just bought a brand-new whip, it is obsidian This bitch wanna fuck, I just want mouth, so she upset again Will I drive the Benz or the Lam'? Well, that depends Double down on my numbers, I need all my ends Pussy play with me wrong, go up in his chin Call my young nigga Beyblade, he can't wait to spin (Spin) I was seventeen years old tryna crack a BIN (Yes) His lil' bitch a lil older, she like juice and gin (Oh, yes) I like juice and Sprite (Mhm), so I call her twin Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Lemon-head shawty give me mouth and it's so exquisite Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I'm not Xzibit Talkin' 'bout she want a Birkin, now she talkin' gibberish Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Apple-head bitch give me dome, it's ten out of ten Think that I won't fuck on her friends, bitch, go think again Concrete boy, been outside, bet she let me in Oh my, oh wow Bitch think that I won't fuck on all her friends Told that stupid ho think again Aus Songtexte Mania