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Yeah I'm rockin' this VET' with a stick, lil' bitch, but I'm not a veteran I think it's 'bout time that I switched my swag, but they not ready yet I got a bitch and she dressed in all black, and she straight from hell Yeah, and I'm smokin' on too much dope, lil' bitch, I don't need no scale Ridin' 'round town with the X-Man, bitch, call some hoes to the fuckin' hotel (X-Man) Yeah, I'm the top floor boss, lil' bitch, and I'm havin' this shit, oh, yeah (X-Man) These niggas, they go out sad and that shit tragic, shit, oh well (X, X-Man) If a nigga end up down bad, then I got bags that's goin' for sale And my bitch can't go out sad, 'cause she too bad for that, oh, yeah And these niggas don't get no cash, so don't feel bad for them, oh well Hit that ho and she keep comin' back, she like my swag, and shе think I'm player Yeah, she think I'm a boss, shе know I'm the number one player Yeah, she know I'm a vamp, tell the bitch to come to my lair Yeah, its Opium, lil' bitch, on stamp Got that shit tatted next to my ear I ain't drop no music in a year I'm still shittin' on your whole career My bitch, she came from Brazil My fit is worth 'bout a mill' My Wock' came in, it's sealed She topped me 'til I can't feel shit I know that you broke, but you feel rich Letras de cancionesYou can't even buy your own meal, bitch I'm dressin' all black everyday These niggas, they be in the way I'm rocking all black, bitch, I'm draped Yeah, Margiela, got real Givenchy My bitch, she rockin' CELINE, fuck her [day?] I just stay on my grind, I don't even skate All these hoes in the line tryna fuck me All day, but I ain't got the time of day I'ma pull up at night, and fuck on that bitch She know that I'm piped, she know that I'm lit Man, you ain't her type, 'cause you ain't on shit Yeah, and I'm kickin' my shit with a real bad bitch I tell her, "Nah," now she throwing a fit We in the spot and it's real deal lit I call up my slime, he come with a stick Ain't droppin' a dime, them boys ain't on shit We get real deal fly all the time and they shit And we smokin' a whole damn pound, now they lit Yeah, I'ma stand on mine, I ain't goin' for shit Yeah, and I'm ten toes down, lil' bitch, that's it Yeah, I'ma put a boy down for playing with this Yeah, and I'm rocking this shit, lil' bitch, I'm lit Yeah, got a real freak bitch tryna suck my dick I put that ho in Balenci', then we stand out one time, and I switch my fit I'm rockin' Miyake Issey I mean, it's Issey Miyake, you know what I meant I walk in that bitch, just like, "Pick me" All of these hoes wanna fuck on the X-Man I put that lil' bitch right to sleep But she off the X, hell nah, this ain't no Xan' I DM my opp, like, "Let's link" But he don't want smoke, nah, he's just a fan Fuck that shit, I'm creepin' up the street Shoot a nigga in his feet, hit whatever you can And if you can't shoot him, fuck it, shoot his man Bitch, I stay booted off X, fuck a Xan', yeah I'm rockin' this VET' with a stick, lil' bitch, but I'm not a veteran I think it's 'bout time that I switched my swag, but they not ready yet I got a bitch and she dressed in all black, and she straight from hell Yeah, and I'm smokin' on too much dope, lil' bitch, I don't need no scale Ridin' 'round town with the X-Man, bitch, call some hoes to the fuckin' hotel (X-Man) Yeah, I'm the top floor boss, lil' bitch, and I'm havin' this shit, oh, yeah (X-Man) These niggas, they go out sad and that shit tragic, shit, oh well (X, X-Man) From Letras Mania