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The way I'm testin tubes, this an experiment Say she like my attitude, it ain't no fear in it Now you acting rude, cause you think I ain't listenin But you don't know what's best I am not the lover to fight, can't put no hands on me 16, I was gone in the night, had like a band on me Ima split the pros with the guys, Put it on my dead homie You don't know what's next I'm bouta go off (Go off) Za in my body, I float off (Float off) Shooters, I told em hold off (Hot) I'm shaking the cold off (Cold off) Writing some shit I can blow off I'm in New York tryna find me a baby I'm in a Kia, I want a Mercedes Ion do shows if you not tryna pay me Ion do features lil nigga, you crazy Niggas they hate me, shit don't phase me I just be down on my luck, it get hazy Bitch on her knees, I ain't tell the hoe praise me Baby I'm hoping one day you could save me Ion trust these niggas, everybody be flakin Red beam gone open his eyes like Lasik Niggas want smoke with me, had to face it Bitch on my body, she just wanna taste it The way I'm testin tubes, this an experiment Say she like my attitude, it ain't no fear in it Now you acting rude, cause you think I ain't listenin But you don't know what's best I am not the lover to fight, can't put no hands on me 16, I was gone in the night, had like a band on me Ima split the pros with the guys, Put it on my dead homie You don't know what's next If you wanna slide on Alexis You gotta slide in a Lexus (Gold digger) And I heard she finessin I hope you ain't got no gold witcha Niggas be like 40 tryna beef I hate a old nigga You better watch yo mouth if you tryna leave here with yo soul nigga 1 Night Skeet her and delete her I won't text her back 2 Guys With me with them heaters Niggas keep a strap 3 Stripes But this ain't Adidas These some Gucci slacks I don't need her, I'm too cool for that I'm a dog, I need some Scooby snacks The way I'm testin tubes, this an experiment Say she like my attitude, it ain't no fear in it Now you acting rude, cause you think I ain't listenin But you don't know what's best I am not the lover to fight, can't put no hands on me 16, I was gone in the night, had like a band on me Ima split the pros with the guys, Put it on my dead homie You don't know what's next
Writer(s): Aaron Oglesby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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