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Dem wanna fuck with me But tell 'em they time's up 'cause I'm up Young Don, mash up di place, make it light up (yeah) Every see a gyal in di rave with dem legs up? Bitches gettin' touched in the dark, call the sun shine Got a clean heart but get dark when you test mine Capability or intelligent, you vexed it P-p-pedigree, Don business is war time Workin' women, women catchin' Ws Flyin' across the coast to pick the colour too New bags, new clothes, Fendi, Guc' My style and my flow put you on mute Heard she get that plenty-o, plenty-o (yeah) Heard she gettin' plenty, oh, where she get it though? I been gettin' ready though, for rockin' Fendi though Bitches gettin' jellio, I'm gettin' heavy-o Rollin' through the W, I'm catchin' Ws I was born in 92, you know what I do Baby, gettin' heavy-o, you know she jellio They ain't even ready though, ain't seen me sent me though They ain't touchin' me Dirt on my shoe never touchin' me Came from the bottom but they still ain't touchin' me Even if I wore a chain that said "touch me," they ain't touchin' me Letras de cancionesAyo, Steff, how you think these hoes feel now? Fuck 'em, I don't care, got my mummy proud Let these bitches chat the chat 'cause I'ma walk it out They ain't even half what I am, they just Insta' clowns Said that I'ma do it and I did it If they ever doubted, bet now they feelin' stupid Black girl from the ends goin' platinum, shit's stupid Daddy, rest in peace 'cause the killers restin' stupid It ain't hurtin' me, fam, it's hurtin' dem Publicise my tweets but never posted when I signed myself for more than half an M 1.2 to be exact, ask my nigga right Heard she get that plenty-o, plenty-o (yeah) Heard she gettin' plenty, oh, where she get it though? I been gettin' ready though, for rockin' Fendi though Bitches gettin' jellio, I'm gettin' heavy-o Rollin' through the W, I'm catchin' Ws I was born in 92, you know what I do Baby, gettin' heavy-o, you know she jellio They ain't even ready though, ain't seen me sent me though Leave 'em in the dirt like they layin' in the bath Leave 'em in the Eastside when the gun talk Rap on, rap off, nigga, why turn soft? Rap on, rap off, nigga, boy, get jelly, turn soft Leave 'em in the dirt like they layin' in the bath Leave 'em in the Eastside when the gun talk Rap on, rap off, nigga, why turn soft? Rap on, rap off, nigga, boy, turn Heard she get that plenty-o, plenty-o (yeah) Heard she gettin' plenty, oh, where she get it though? I been gettin' ready though, for rockin' Fendi though Bitches gettin' jellio, I'm gettin' heavy-o From Letras Mania