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I'm not tryna I'm not tryna I'm not tryna I'm not tryna, oh no, no, no Oh no, no, no Oh no, no, no Oh no, no, no, oh la, la, la Ayy I'm not tryna waste your time I just want yours if you decide I'm out of breath, time to revive I think I just went out my mind No, love, love, love She wan' fuck me, not no scrubs Her brand new bag, she a uptown girl When I speak to her, I lose options, yeah When I speak to you, I lose oxygen Bad lil' bitch, she ain't got no man Call my phone, she ain't got no plans Twelve hundred fit on my lens I told her, "Pull up in a all black Benz" She tried to play it fake so I fucked her friends But fuck them bitchеs too, I ain't fuckin' with them They be duckin' mе and shit but I ain't checkin' for them I think my brodie Iron Man, he keep the metal with him Letras de cancionesCan't go out silly again, I need my cellular bands This nigga brought a whole pint and I could barely resist The feds will have to give me top cause' I ain't tellin' them shit Get a pound, head to town and I'm mailin' that shit Dope lookin' real brown, yeah the melanin shit Put a Glock on a scope, I ain't feelin' to miss Got a two and a four, that's a Wock' and a Tris I ain't never met a ho that I really would miss From Letras Mania