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Astro on the beat (Ah, hahahahahah) Run the city Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah and this DC Y'already know that What Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me I had your main bitch undressin' me, ayy I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy" Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt Rock 'em like accessory, ayy Big bad colonel, put him in the grave Let his pussy ass successfully, ayy Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy 'Cause grouchy ass niggas, ain't testin' me, ayy Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?) Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back Chemo fuckin' therapy, ayy When I pull up in that black, who the fuck is that? With that fuckin' dexterity, ayy I see 'em, I see 'em, got clarity, ayy Knock his ass outta therapy, ayy Letras de cancionesAnd you boostin' up my popularity, ayy All this fruit got him runnin' the charity, ayy He don't got no longevity, ayy Doot-doot-doot-doot, comin' in heavily, ayy And this sound load again, leave a legacy, ayy How you love me and hate me? That's jealousy, ayy I could see enemy, point 'em out, yeah, him especially, ayy (I got him) Ooh, nigga, I can't wait to bitch your ass He gon' get the best of me, ayy Left, right, uppercut, fatality, that's my fuckin' specialty, ayy Look at your swollen eyes, ben like nigga just popped some ecstasy, ayy Okay, I cut him, I did that shit medically, ayy, yeah (Damn) We in the South like the fuckin' Confederacy You niggas really ain't got no integrity I know you bitch really wanna have sex with me, ayy (Damn, what, what, what) You on her phone beggin' her for some shit DC on my dick tellin' me that he missin' me Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me I had your main bitch undressin' me, ayy I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy" Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt Rock 'em like accessory, ayy Big bad colonel, put him in the grave Let his pussy ass successfully, ayy I been that nigga since I was a jit Bite that lil' nigga, like he was a bit' He sendin' shots, I bet that he miss Baby, he mad, I know that he pissed Lil' bitty bitch, stay the fuck off my dick You got corona, I know that you sick I'm not a kid, I don't want no tricks I'm in my bag, I can't take no pics, yeah Big ass chopper and it's fast with the long grip She gon' keep askin' for the cash if the song hit I like it fast, so I do the dome flip My bitch tell slides, I'm fuckin' my homegirl That's some young nigga shit, that's some young nigga shit YNW, feel my young nigga jit LV artillery on my neck It could hold a ray gun and a flamer and shit (Woo!) Stop callin' me, I'm a gamer, lil' bitch Cali born in this bitch, I'm a singer, lil' bitch Earth, Moon on my muhfuckin' finger and shit Got a cougar lil' bitch, she a swinger and shit Take off, skate, don't linger lil' bitch Peanut, face, I'm feelin' lil' frisk' I cut through, I'm threadin' the needle and shit I'm tryna make hits like The Beatles lil' bitch Mister that always be questionin' me, pressin' me I had your main bitch undressin' me, ayy I don't concern on my celly, could burn 'em They said to say, "You need some therapy, ayy" Six feet, turn 'em, put 'em on the tee shirt Rock 'em like accessory, ayy Big bad colonel, put him in the grave Let his pussy ass successfully, ayy Okay, beat his ass, that's necessity, ayy When I'm up in these streets feel like Sesame, ayy 'Cause grouchy ass niggas, ain't testin' me, ayy Thought I told you I didn't have the recipe, ayy (Grr, whaddup?) Tryna break her back, back, back, back, back Chemo fuckin' therapy, ayy When I pull up in that black, who the fuck is that? With that fuckin' dexterity, ayy Nigga, Outlaw got that gas From Letras Mania