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(My nigga Deltah in them pots) Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) Steve Drive Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) Uh (Uh) I ain't with the beefin', come outside, bitch, and let it blow Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these bitches for I ain't with the beefin', come outside, bitch, and let it blow Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these bitches for Let's go, my Balmains, they be hangin' low (Lil Uzi) That .40 with a .30 on my side, fuck nigga, don't get smoked (Baow) These R&B ass niggas wasn't outside, what they singin' for? (At all) Lil Uzi Vert, yes, I was right outside by the corner store (Uh-uh) Fuck the bitch, vámonos (Bye bye), yeah Told the bitch, "I gotta go" (Gotta go), yeah That's that give and go (Woah) Pass that bitch to Memo (Woah) She just wanna test my Rolls (Woah, woah) Letras de cancionesShe just wanna feel my gold (Ayy) "Why the fuck your neck on froze?" (Woah, woah) 'Cause I got the check, lil' ho (Got the check) Light diamonds on my neck made her sneeze (Yeah) I had to bless your ho (Woah) I ain't never test that ho, man, she brung her friend, they bisexual (Let's go) Nigga talk shit then we shoot him, aim at his throat, he a vegetable (Bye-bye) All my niggas on go, my niggas pull up, you know they come through (Woah) I ain't with the beefin', come outside, bitch, and let it blow Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these bitches for I ain't with the beefin' (Uh-uh), come outside, bitch, and let it blow (Steve Drive) Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low (Baow, baow, baow) Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these bitches for No I could not wife none of these whores (Uh-uh), Dior out the store (Bitch) Better keep your pipe up on you boy, I'll have 'em at your door (Bang, bang) Better run for life, a roar applaud, clap you at that store (Clap, clap, clap) Uzi dropped that load, we known for slaughter, better cuff your daughter And I ain't finna fight with a nigga over no bitch, keep your bitch in order You better not bring no knife or no fist, got my switch on auto Young niggas play for keeps, check your peeps, they know that's my motto Fuck nigga get to tweakin' in this bitch, you can catch a hollow Thot bitch eat the skeet, she a lil' freak, told the bitch to swallow Fucked it off on guns, now I'm tryna buy my block like Ralo Big stepper in this bitch, I just pulled up like I just hit the lotto I ain't with the beefin', come outside, bitch, and let it blow Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these bitches for I ain't with the beefin', come outside, bitch, and let it blow Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go Shorty wanna fuck, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these bitches for From Letras Mania