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How much you wanna bet if I talk to her, she gon' cry, cry, cry? How much you wanna bet about a year ago, I was not her type? How much you wanna bet two commas'll make a bitch pause for real? Yeah, yeah I got 'em in awe for real Make a bitch blush like Saw for real That's hard My shit harder than Hobbs and Shaw for real AMG, might jump out the whip, this shit got automatic park for real I'm done with you niggas and I ain't even start for real Say my tunes ain't art for real Now you on board like chalk for real Yeah Whole new sauce for real, that's hard Finessing this Pro Tools chains, like Vegeta and Goku Whole lotta sparks, Sparks like Jordin Air or no air, I'm so cool Why you tell people I owe you? Deep down you just love telling your friends I know you, know you Some say Illovo, some say lovoo, lovoo There's something about a Lagos ting when she say "I love you" (God damn) Yeah, God damn God damn Whole lotta grills and tatts like Joker But I'm not joking Letras de cancionesY'all careers is flimsy and blurry Y'all not focused Gave y'all niggas some hope Then y'all tried to fuck me over, and now y'all hopeless I smoked y'all niggas already, and y'all not potent Old ass niggas that been in the game with nothing to show for it, out here coaching Hate that I'm the elephant in the room, that niggas will not be poaching the bear That y'all should not be poking, the heir to the throne The guy with the gold teeth Stop comparing me to lame niggas You can bring change in the air with my name nigga (Damn) Yeah, God damn Yeah, God damn From Letras Mania