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All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my niggas I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy Strapped in like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me, no I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me [Verse 1 – Skeme] YSL, been the man for a minute All this Versace on me, the sky is the limit I’m feeling like I’m Biggie out in Brook Cause ain’t a nigga hot now as real as crook SK, send shots at your chest plate Tell them niggas I ain’t moving till the check straight Nigga like me going brazy I could do a buck 80 right now on the F way [?] in a double cup, nigga tryna make the fucking hundreds double up Head nigga, I’m a breadwinner, and lately I could give a fuck about a runner up Fly ass nigga, ain’t no need for a stylist Extend my clip, it got a barrel with a silence Play about mine, know my niggas get to wyling We young, there be new blue hundreds by the thousand [Hook – Skeme] All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas Letras de cancionesThey got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my niggas I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy Strapped nigga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me, no I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me [Verse 2 – Game] In that Bugatti on the 110 You ain’t never seen nothing like it, close your eyes then You gon’ kill me when you see me, a’ight then I’ll be waiting right here with these dice then Shooting with the homies, shooting niggas uninvited I put you 6 feet under like you five ten All my niggas shooting up and that’s five five Sipping codeine, smoking chronic, tryna skydive Nigga hype down, you could die now If you hit the four pound with the extendo that’s a five pound 8 pounds and 6 pounds, that’s an 8 ball What the fuck is you on? Been surfing for the last ten years now [Hook – Skeme] All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my niggas I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy Strapped nigga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me, no I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me, no I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me [Verse 3 – Skeme] Bad bitches getting called over I need 100 Ms ‘fore it’s all over And tell her keep her feelings in her pocket Cause I’m not [?] crown on my walk over Killers on my right and my left He down to die bout this rep Blood money, that’s all they ask I got right now, give a fuck bout who next [Hook – Skeme] All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you niggas They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my niggas I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that nigga don’t play me, I’m brazy Strapped nigga like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me, no I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me I don’t want none of these ho niggas close to me From Letras Mania