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YG Cezar Fuck you if you with 'em Hate when hoes get on my nerves that shit be fuckin' with my temper Put that beam on his face I'm tryna pop 'em like a pimple She want relationships, I'm tryna fuck, so I'ma keep it simple She must think I'm one of them, that hoe shit I don't tolerate She call me daddy when we fuck, so I'm expectin' some for Father's Day Fuck 'round and get quick scoped hit 'em from so far away I came from a penny bitch I had to take the harder way Go step If he not dead step again No I'm not worried at no show I got my gun & steppers in You know that I'm a demon, bitches say I'm hell Got this .38 revolver like a turtle keep a shells I'm on Washington Rd, posted at that CITGO Nigga wanna beef about some pussy, I'm like which hoe? She want me cause I'm TOP TEIR Might think I'm from Four Season I keep glocks near Not going back and forth soon as I see 'em I'ma pop him Soon as I spot him These bullets got him Niggas dying left and right, I know it's finna be a hot year Ridin' around in Scatpacks, Hellcats, Trackhawks Beam on this 30 Glock y'all try to run it tracked y'all Fuck you if you with 'em Hate when hoes get on my nerves that shit be fuckin' with my temper Put that beam on his face I'm tryna pop 'em like a pimple She want relationships, I'm tryna fuck, so I'ma keep it simple She must think I'm one of them, that hoe shit I don't tolerate She call me daddy when we fuck, so I'm expectin' some for Father's Day Fuck 'round and get quick scoped hit 'em from so far away I came from a penny bitch I had to take the harder way
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