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Mama told me don't you stop cause you headed to the top On my baby I'm the reason My cities getting hot I ain't going out like what's his name so ima keep my glock All that Dissing in his song gone be the reason he get shot

Mama told me don't you stop cause you headed to the top On my baby I'm the reason My cities getting hot I ain't going out like what's his name so ima keep my glock All that Dissing in his song gone be the reason he get shot

You not thug you a joke

Tell him keep the bitch cause I ain't beefing bout a hoe

I can't let 'em kill me so I gotta be the first to blow

Mooki thirsty on that block you know quick to tag a toe

Run down on em up the score It ain't shit

I ain't tryna speak last week we caught opp we swept him off his feet

Bitches think I'm sexy but I promise this shit ain't sweet

I ain't talking summer time but baby girl we keep the heat

Play with me we make his soul rest

He ain't we shit we pull up on him like a protest

Speaking on my brother we gone lay your ass to rest

I done told you I'm a killah now she acting all impressed

Only gucci louie fendi what I buy my bitch to dress

Went from hating on me back then now they saying I'm the best

I remember being broke then I went and got a check

How you claiming that's your bitch

But I can hit her for the sex

Mama told me don't you stop cause You headed to the top On my baby I'm the reason My city getting hot I ain't going out like what's his name so ima keep my glock All that Dissing in his song gone be the reason he get shot

Mama told me don't you stop cause you headed to the top On my baby I'm the reason My city getting hot I ain't going out like what's his name so ima keep my glock All that Dissing in his song gone be the reason he get shot