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might be leo
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Let's Go
Ho I'm in that
Took some L's in my life, had to get back (Yeah)
I went ghost now I'm back in my biddack (Yeah)
Broke my dogs off a piece like a Kit Kat (Yeah)
Going 'gainst me is 'gon be a mismatch
New designer, don't care if the shit match (Yeah)
Niggas know that I'm fuckin' they wifey (Facts)
Now they act like I know where they bitch at (What)
I do not give a fuck where your bitch at
All I know is she give me the yuckems whenever she here
Honestly I never cared about rap
But it might make this one a hell of a year
Honestly don't mean to gas but I'm different
Show me the pressure I'm active, I'm with it
They playing tough but they crash about bitches
He just a wannabe thug
Don't give a fuck if I already fucked
They tryna do what I've already done
They running through what I've already run
She running game but I already won
Shorty was fucking my dog
When I didn't care
She started calling me one
Don't give a damn and it gotta mean sumn'
Don't give a damn and that gotta mean sumn'
Ho I'm in that
Took some L's in my life, had to get back (Yeah)
I went ghost now I'm back in my biddack (Yeah)
Broke my dogs off a piece like a Kit Kat (Yeah)
Going 'gainst me is 'gon be a mismatch
New designer, don't care if the shit match (Yeah)
Niggas know that I'm fuckin' they wifey (Facts)
Now they act like I know where they bitch at (What)
I can't name me one rapper who matchin' this
Shit on y'all I just took me a laxative
Still not sure that I could if I had to miss
Need more whips and more chains than an African
Back when white folks would treat us like savages
Wait
That shit still happening
I told police that I'm fighting Corona and that's why I'm sippin' on Actavis
Yea, I was really slo-mo sippin' off the codeine soda
In the center of the Bull like Joakim Noah
And my ex got vex - let my bro deep stroke her
I was picking up my phone to bring the whole team over (Yea)
Tryna get the whole team litty (Yea)
Shorty kept the whole team busy
Didn't even care but I was acting upset
Cause I had to make sure she gave the whole team kitty (Let's go)
I'm a hot shot
And I'm on top (What)
Shorty come through
Get your twat rocked (Yea)
Get your slot popped
Cause I pop slots (Yea)
And I'm on top
It do not stop (Yea)
I don't cuff girls
We are not cops (Yea)
But I'm strapped up
And I pop opps (Yea)
And we do that with no hesitation
We make that shit clap like a standing ovation
Ho I'm in that
Took some L's in my life, had to get back (Yeah)
I went ghost now I'm back in my biddack (Yeah)
Broke my dogs off a piece like a Kit Kat (Yeah)
Going 'gainst me is 'gon be a mismatch (Yeah)
New designer, don't care if the shit match (Yeah)
Niggas know that I'm fuckin' they wifey (Facts)
Now they act like I know where they bitch at (Don't)
Writer(s): Might Leo
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