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I let them enemies phase me

Smellin' pussy on my clothes cuz I ain't even take them off

Bad bitch, she a ten, think I may just fuck her raw

You said you knew the fuckin' plan but why the fuck you lookin' lost

We got drums a hella sticks because he thought that we was soft

Said you want another zip? Let me go and make a call

Niggas snitchin' on they page, you would think they love the law

We the boys up in the city, we the ones who takin' off

If the haters suckin' dick, well tell them don't forget the balls

Bitch, I'm feelin' kinda grown, might just go and cop a watch

Yeah I'm drippin' to my shoes, got them drippy bloody socks

Said she tryna make a move, well you better use my cock

I been smokin' too much weed, I think I don't know how to stop

Bout to take me a trip, bout to head to the south

You can call a nigga toothpaste cause I stay up in her mouth

If he hangin' with the rats, just know he's squeakin' like a mouse

I just got a new apartment, but I really want a house

Bitch, I'm bored, slidin' up on her story like what's the word

Unc be messin' with them chickens, tell him get another bird

If he think he gettin' seconds, I'ma kill him with the third

If you see me on the E-Wave, man, just know I'm bout to swerve

Bitch, I'm swervin', doin' a U-turn, gotta get another tire

I done burned my fuckin' hand because I'm rollin' out of fire

Bro be ready for the work, and he wasn't even hired

I just rolled me up some ops, now it's bout to get me higher

If you tryin' to know the answers, I'm a real-life cheat code

Get my dog, come and chase you down, I call him Chico

Yeah, my brother dogs, we lookin' at tens like she cold

You can keep the friendly bitch, I only like the mean hoes

Gotta now the grass, I ain't really fuckin' with the snakes

Brody down bad, we caught him at the light, he pumped the brakes

Only time I'm beefin' with my mans, it's only over pape

Why you eatin' on her booty hole, you know that's dirty cake

This a new strain from the plug, man, I'm likin' how it taste

I don't need the bag to hold this fuckin' pistol on my waist

When you sell to me, you make sure that the bag got no mistakes

I been cuttin' off some people, cause they energy be fake

Smellin' pussy on my clothes cause I ain't even take em off

Bad bitch, see a ten, think I may just fuck her raw

You said you knew the fuckin' plan, well why the fuck you lookin' lost

We got drums and hella sticks, because he thought that we was soft

Said you want another zip, let me go and make a call

Niggas snitchin' on they page, you would think they love the law

We the boys up in the city, we the ones who takin' off

If the haters suckin' dick, well tell em, don't forget the balls

If the haters suckin' dick, well tell em, don't forget the balls