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Mm, yeah, yeah, what the fuck they on Why the fuck these niggas Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Why the fuck these niggas takin' .5s of the green Why the fuck these bitches on my phone actin' so so mean Why the fuck is she tryna snatch me off my Evisu jeans Why the fuck a cougar tryna fuck I told her I'm a teen Why the fuck these niggas thinkin' that they hard but they like bottom tier You think your bitch like a ten, but she like goblin tier I know that you scared of the dark, all the goblins here Goin' around the street, you better run, don't do joggin' here Why the fuck my pants so tight with the bands in em Why the fuck my ring so tight, wash my hands with em Why the fuck the blue stuck on me, do my dance with em Why the fuck you come by yourself, bring your friends with em Why the fuck she actin' like an innocent lil' hoe Why the fuck she tryna act like she wasn't fuckin' on bro Why the fuck they tryna brag, and my boy go up the sco' Why the fuck these niggas mad? Huh, I don't even know Yes I do, bitch I make some money, then throw at you Yeah that lil' hoe she gon' bless me, I ain't have to say achoo Bitch I'm number one, I know I'm that shit like number two Bitch you bad as fuck, missionary or I'm under you She gon' ride me like a motherfuckin' Harley with it Big blunts makin' music, you would think I'm with the Marley's with it Alpha, Bravo, I'm smokin' in the Charlie's with it Bitch I'm jumpin' off the top rope, I got the Hardys with it Niggas postin' blicks on they stories, but they hardly with it It's a push to start, but it's a red key with a car key in it Bad bitch got some fat ass, better park me in it Why the fuck I keep the hollow, ay Why the fuck I keep tryna do this flow, let's switch it up Niggas talkin' bout the money, and his bank don't get enough That yo man's money that you postin' with you flickin' up He want a song or a heartagram, but that boy he not big enough They tryna study what I do, tryna see how I been movin I don't really like to do this shit, I'm doin' what I'm doin I don't give a fuck about your dream, baby, keep pursuin I'ma do the opposite of what they say to keep em' booing Yeah, I like my feels, but I really love my haters more I love hoes with the niggas, huh, cause I'ma take your hoe And I'ma break your hoe, and I'm not fakin', bro I'm the hardest nigga ho, it's no mistakin', bro
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