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Let me tell you I'm conceited, bitch, I don't need it, bitch They be begging me to breed a bitch, but I can't keep a bitch You know me right that I'd beat a bitch, I'm a leader, bitch I ain't even with the screaming shit, I'm a freezer, bitch The next month where my sneakers ripped with the Beamer whip Shooting niggas in front of Keisha crib right where Keisha live Homie, tell me if you need a shift, I'm at Rita crib CC2's like every weekend, bitch, ain't no sleeping this Let me tell you 'bout my bonkers life I was selling white, homies 'bout to cause some wreck tonight Ain't no chick tonight, police looking for us left and right Ain't no rest tonight, we on the run until the check is right You get the message, aight? Now what you know about that kitchen life When we was pitching white? People saying that I'm pitching right, but we ain't living right I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life I'm living life like a boss Bitch, take a photo and get busy with a star I'm living large so [?] to my car But I just know that shit real fast when it start For sure expensive cars, I'm a full, I'm a Dodge I'm a nigga that make music for a job Letras de cancionesI'll drop a bomb on your big body cars Nigga, what you thought? Bitch, I'm Rowdy, I go hard With 30 bands then I blow it on the squad Give a little bit of shmoney to my moms Remember when that nigga used to jiggle hard Now we living large Now what you know about that kitchen life When we was pitching white? People saying that I'm pitching right, but we ain't living right I told Bobby keep that pistol tight the way we living life Niggas turn into that jealous type when you start living life From Letras Mania