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Be realistic with yourself Now you pillow talkin bitch dont try to dap me up Boy was dying to join my clique bitch I already knew wassup Nigga mad cryin for attention cuz im the one they all look up to Yeah uh He live in the town aint it Now these niggas kno me gotta right out the town baby Bitch I hear what they say Since a youngin I gripped a poley bitch I aint come to play Get da bands right out the closet nigga fuck a safe Two blickeys on me the red one I just bought today Run it back young Rarri she gon keep it on replay Talkin down on me im poppin bitch fuck whatchu think We grippin on different typa sticks pray to god we don't get involved Im fuckin on different typa bitches Hollywood boulevard Put the flash on top when niggas get you strip you outta your draws Dont play wit my name lil nigga we aint built the same We could bring the old back I got bitches lovin on me postin throwbacks Member when I put in work I gave you all my heart And I know they talkin down on me thats all cap 2 bitches smokin out the pack I copped them new Gucci Shorty suck me in my mike amiri with a tied up a doobie Running thru the fucking air I know these niggas tryna do me SongtexteGlock came with a semi auto switch bitch bussin like uzi All of sudden he lit Why him why the fuck he rich Spread the bands all on top of that shit Niggas hate cuz they kno I be talkin that shit What a fuck nigga say forget it For clout he started dissing No snitchin if he go missing We could never fuck the same bitches Get da bands right out the closet nigga fuck a safe Two blickeys on me the red one I just bought today Run it back young Rarri she gon keep it on replay Talkin down on me im poppin bitch fuck whatchu think We grippin on different typa sticks pray to god we don't get involved Im fuckin on different type of bitches Hollywood boulevard Put the flash on top when niggas get you strip you outta your draws Dont play wit my name lil nigga we aint built the same Once that 9 hit em He just copped a moncler He gon die in it I aint never on my knees I pray to god with feet up Know they talking down on me dont give a fuck Look how I live tho Bitch I promise you aint no dicksuckin when it come to me my niggas on god That's prolly them other niggas But they still strapped up lil nigga What you trippin about Talkin slick out the mouth My nigga gone boom back You gone get your head clapped Tell that nigga fall back My niggas wallen you hear pop think its a bottle thats yo guyza Niggas hiding tryna act like they cant find us I been runnin thru these bitches fuck behind em Know my brother always gripped up they cant line us Get da bands right out the closet nigga fuck a safe Two blickeys on me the red one I just bought today Run it back young Rarri she gon keep it on replay Talkin down on me im poppin bitch fuck whatchu think We grippin on different typa sticks pray to god we don't get involved Im fuckin on different type of bitches Hollywood boulevard Put the flash on top when niggas get you strip you outta your draws Dont play wit my name lil nigga we aint built the same Aus Songtexte Mania