Lyrics

Yeah Are we doing it again? It's the big hitta Make her bitter Ain't a bitch alive that fucked the game up any quicker I ain't met her It hit ya First picka Finding motivation imma set up in the mirror Imma outdo these bitches with my crock to sports mode When we drop other drops get postponed Kept my seat warm watch this chick get dethroned Newly LGB now a bitch bicoastal If I don't take this shot how am I gon' get it in? (for real nigga) Back when I was lost they like me better then I'm done sleeping on myself I threw out my bed She talk bout beef it ain't my bread She chicken head (she a chicken) I ain't checkin' for nothin' but a STD I'm top five in my city you ain't no G-G-G She keepin' tabs for free It's a J-O-B She just wanted to sit VIP, uh They want dirt on me so bad I ain't no beast mode nigga He know she in the back He gon' switch his tongue with her Need a moment someone get the man a Twix I tell him kiss my ass but I don't really trust they lips I like eating all alone cause I'm greedy Why you think they on my name? Cause they need me They keep wishin I will fall you ain't no genie I'm the staple of my city that was easy (that was easy) Not again Uh yeah SBM
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