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I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a ouija board Says she never been Dior Pull up in something she ain't seen before Real niggas don't need the Lord Why the fuck would I keep her for? I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a Ouija board I need a new bag fill up the bag Feds on the way ready to trap He got nobody but he saying slatt Hit up his block hit up his cap Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats Gucci the sweater, and Gucci the hat Lil' nigga gun in the class I told my engineer yo' bring it back She can't feel her face soon as this pill kick in My junkie complaining 'bout thе traffic he got four children I still servе the junkie and the old women One took out the pipe and give him autism I be with it Put it in the pyrex can't see it Chef 29 like I gotta be the best Mom said that the lean gon' be my death Letras de cancionesI got Shanaynay for my main bae Lean and perc on the same day Baby girl, I ain't feeling the same New AP and I'm still late I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a ouija board Says she never been Dior Pull up in something she ain't seen before Real niggas don't need the Lord Why the fuck would I keep her for? I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a Ouija board I need a new bag fill up the bag Feds on the way ready to trap He got nobody but he saying slatt Hit up his block hit up his cap Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats Gucci the sweater, and Gucci the hat Lil' nigga gun in the class I told my engineer yo' bring it back She said oh so you're from London you like tea and crumpets Where I'm from real bad man, real fuckin' gun man Checking the crack, I turn on the tap, I whip up a batch the magic went poof Come hit my trap and ask all the cats if it was all cap, they'll tell you the truth Ask about my traps get like Ouija boards I come from freezing foes Hit your block like the Dior Bad bitch like Rita Ora My shooters Christian Dior I got what she looking for The trap still boomin' north My trap's moving all alone like a Ouija board Every time I pull up don't you know I need you more You look good in Dior That's what I bought it for I done spent another mortgage on my Audemar I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a ouija board Says she never been Dior Pull up in something she ain't seen before Real niggas don't need the Lord Why the fuck would I keep her for? I hate fiends, and friends, and foes Bando scary like a Ouija board I need a new bag fill up the bag Feds on the way ready to trap He got nobody but he saying slatt Hit up his block hit up his cap Gucci the shoes, Gucci the sweats Gucci the sweater, and Gucci the hat Lil' nigga gun in the class I told my engineer yo' bring it back From Letras Mania