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Damn this bitch got me all way up here I'm looking at the pictures I'm looking at her I'm like Hold up So where ya sister at or some cause this don't match up Caption, niggas don't get a reaction Catfish I thought I had me a bad bitch Bad bitch we making movies like Brad Pitt Brad Pitt we only know when it's action Backspin, Backspin Cap shit niggas don't get a reaction Backspin, Backspin Cap shit niggas don't get a reaction Manny fucking up the gym, I be feeling like it's court side Ya homies be the ones that do you dirty, that ain't us that's just your side I'm ahead nigga you behind, it don't matter 'bout the score tied Link up link up we can meet up on the north side Ray bands when it's in my system, all designer when I'm four eyes Young buhl want his chain to talk, that ain't none we can moralize Dream Big this is my world, say ya welcome to ya tour guide Used to know you but I don't now, we don't talk about the old times We don't talk about the old times, sound like some I'd co-sign Buy the whip, drive the whip, ride the whip then we ghost ride Niggas couldn't walk in my shoes, should invest in some gold bond Before I used to post all my moves, lately I don't get to post mine Caption, niggas don't get a reaction Catfish I thought I had me a bad bitch Bad bitch we making movies like Brad Pitt Brad Pitt we only know when it's action Caught a body, caught a body Caught a body, these niggas caught a body Caught a body, caught a body Caught a body, these niggas caught a body Flow sick niggas got the flu Bitches talk, niggas too Getting money that ain't none new Uptight but I'm feeling loose Be ya self you don't got shoot Stop the cap shawty tell the truth I don't care how you doing you FMB when I'm feeling blue I don't got put my life online Everyday I put it on the line Ain't a day that we get declined More millions I'm a resign Ain't da best but I'm holding on I ain't stressed I know brodie strong Damn when he coming home Honestly don't know what's going on I ain't never had a dime of dozen but I always had the dime she wanted Play the game, gotta love it Bad bitch, got her guggling Ain't a shooter you ain't got the stomach Skinny jeans cause my pockets dumping Shots fired, niggas running Niggas talk but ain't made of nothing Rolling stone I'm like David Ruffin Look at it but you can't touch it That's ya bitch, know she want it Made some moves so I'm kind of buzzing Purple lean got a nigga thugging I became everything you wasn't Hostile, quick to bust it Love turned to hate now it's fuck it Caption, niggas don't get a reaction Catfish I thought I had me a bad bitch Bad bitch we making movies like Brad Pitt Brad Pitt we only know when it's action Caught a body, caught a body Caught a body, these niggas caught a body Caught a body, caught a body Caught a body, these niggas caught a body
Writer(s): Tyrell Barr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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