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Bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the door You ain't got (?) already, I don't give a fuck The police pulled me over, I ain't shooting shit up Bitch, I got verse for the high You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake, andale [Verse 1] Pull up on your bitch, like skudda skuh To the bitch, is you gon' hop in or what? I know you wanna smoke some of his bud I know you wanna roll with a thug Fuck nigga wanna mean mug Shoot his ass and his foes, then he's mud So the fuck nigga can't walk, but can't talk And I only smoke lime green, not that mothafucking rainbow And my bankroll can't fold Almighty So, I'm insane hoe But in God I trust, and frauds I don't fuck With, aye But my bankroll got them rainbows, bitch [Hook] Letras de cancionesBitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the door You ain't got (?) already, I don't give a fuck The police pulled me over, I ain't shooting shit up Bitch, I got verse for the high You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake, andale [Verse 2] Been trapping out grandma house Had junkies knocking all on grandma house Told they ass pipe down You won't give a (?), I'm only 16 now All I do is fuck And I got my own house 'Bout to bring a D, sold that shit out my own house Bought a couple keys, sold that shit out my own house Should've seen how I'm living now Riding in that Rarri, riding real fast Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, doing that dash Naw baby, I ain't gon' crash All I fucking do is ride Nascar Niggas wanna take that, therefore Shooting them guns like Rambo (?) up with that ammo With a suitcase full of that (?) [Hook] Bitch, I got P's for the low Lil bitch, I got keys to the door You ain't got (?) already, I don't give a fuck The police pulled me over, I ain't shooting shit up Bitch, I got verse for the high You ain't got that verse money, then fuck nigga bye My bitch bi, I'm straight Then I get that cake, andale From Letras Mania