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Being liked was never in my list of plans I give a fuck about your Instagram I give a fuck about your Twitter Don't follow me, you see me in the street, nigga I'm a giant, noisy foosteps can't sneak with ya Been moving shit, next move is a fleet flicker Still makin' em sick like sweet liquor Book full of told you's in my MVP picture 90% of my songs gloomy, I'm bar heavy I brought them bitches out a dark room like R. Kelly Gorilla papers keep the car smelly Thinkin' I won't line you up, dead wrong on the contrary Diamonds on my pimp hand, my buckles strapped Ferrogam' Scrollin' like a six man, caught a pound a marathon I'm waitin' the day when all of my bad habits gone Money, power, respect, all the above addеd on The fuck can niggas tell me, dog? Nothin' You walk around frontin', prolly gon' gеt into somethin' Niggas'd be food, never dinner function Better keep your cool, or pretend, or somethin' Me and Blue again (What up?) Blue steel in the foreign, yeah, I'm a CEO but move like a hooligan If I'm in the club, then the owner gon' let the shooter in Stick it in car oil, baby oil, and lubricant Letras de cancionesKnown to set trip, you only trippin', you Uberin' We in Godspeed for the time that I'm maneuvering Yeah, I'm at it [I matter] like black lives Baptized in the black five on 9-5 with a crack pie Lloyd, we think of Floyd Mayweather and George You don't smoke out the sunroof, talk to the lord Thank God for the stash box in the Accord (Thank God) All the old school drug dealers rocking Valor Arm leg or leg or arm head intake these That's the act, I sold crack just to bread me And I stuck niggas too, and I cut niggas too They like, "Fuck Gooks," but I be like, "Fuck niggas" too, what? The fuck can niggas tell me, dog? Nothin' You walk around frontin', prolly gon' get into somethin' Niggas'd be food, never dinner function Better keep your cool, or pretend, or somethin' Bet they hit their boyfriends with the okey-doke Prepare for the hoe-down, this ain't her first rodeo Watch me break this shit down like polio The fuckin' world can turn on a nigga long as the homies don't From South Jamaica to San Antonio Seven days of targeted paper raining colonial Killin' for years, my ceremonies do I feel disrespected when niggas tell me my clone is you If I should jump out the window, it's necessary You got something to say to me, tell my secretary Request an order for June, see you in February Thirty'll get you a V, just have the edit ready I been legendary, this is my second tour Fuck the company, what's a building to a wreckin' ball? Bunch of bitch ass niggas that need an epidural Take the Cuban links off, get 'em a neck of pearls The fuck can niggas tell me, dog? Nothin' You walk around frontin', prolly gon' get into somethin' Niggas'd be food, never dinner function Better keep your cool, or pretend, or somethin' From Letras Mania