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You niggas got balls talkin' all that shit Niggas these days talk more than a bitch Internet gangster, click boy, click (Shut the fuck up dawg) Sit boy, sit Me and fake niggas we just don't mix They huggin' too tight, now it's dick on dick I take what I take 'cause it helps me think You should be careful what you put in your drink little boy Certified womaniser (turn up) Bad little bitch from Naija (she thick) I feed her jollof just before I pipe her Me and my niggas are ahead of the time ya Put the future behind us (king) We don't fuck with that boy, take him off of the line up (king) He's got a hoe inside him, look at his time line (king) I just came from Kenya, I'm headed to Ghana (king) Now I am serious, the shine is too real it might fuck with your iris Witness amazing things Fuck with a winner darlin' (Push start) I'm whippin' the devils car How you say it? Balmain Please don't mention our names You'd be then fuckin' with a shark tank Letras de cancionesWe get straight to it point blank We get real busy, long days You just login, and tweet long threads It’s ironic how all of my girls would give me the go but they all red I've been dreaming big since the small bed I didn't do no talking, wasn't all Ted Pussy, pussy, pussy Bitch, do you ever shut the fuck up? You niggas got balls talkin' all that shit Niggas these days talk more than a bitch Internet gangster, click boy, click (Shut the fuck up dawg) Sit boy, sit Me and fake niggas we just don't mix They huggin' too tight, now it's dick on dick I take what I take 'cause it helps me think You should be careful what you put in your drink little boy Certified womaniser (turn up) Bad little bitch from Naija (she thick) I feed her jollof just before I pipe her Me and my niggas are ahead of the time ya Put the future behind us (king) It's the Margiela fella New Adidas deal now a nigga gettin' better cheddar Had to bring the Palais leather Baby suck me, whole Beretta Alexander Wang campaign [?], huh Now walkin' in the fashion show All my niggas got it on 'em, they don't wanna blast a hoe Don't know why you cappin' tho' I don't wanna cap a hoe Barkin' like a Que Dog Pretty like a Kappa doe (woo) Crazy Boyfriend acting tho' Rest in peace to Yammy he the reason why I'm stackin' dough I'ma stack it up to heaven 'fore I die, make a billi got more bars than a felon Hood Pope far from a Reverend Nigga talk crazy hit 'em with the seven Mac-11's (boom, boom, boom) Nasty C and Ferg are really trap lords, on the really finna get that mozarella[?] You niggas got balls talkin' all that shit Niggas these days talk more than a bitch Internet gangster, click boy, click (Shut the fuck up dawg) Sit boy, sit Me and fake niggas we just don't mix They huggin' too tight, now it's dick on dick I take what I take 'cause it helps me think You should be careful what you put in your drink little boy Certified womaniser (turn up) Bad little bitch from Naija (thick) I feed her jollof just before I pipe her Me and my niggas are ahead of the time ya Put the future behind us (king) From Letras Mania