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Yeah, yeah, bitch Sit your stupid ass down, nigga Hop out the Ghost while you flyin' Spirit I'm Paris in the mirror, tryna check my appearance Gettin' head while I'm starin', singin' Marvin lyrics You with your dusty ass bitch, runnin' errands Don't get embarrassed tryna snatch my carats My niggas barbaric, shit could get ugly as fuck like Ed Sheeran Catch you on your off day like Ferris, shoot you in your larynx Kick your baby out the carriage, then I flee the scene Hop up in that big body bitch like it's Gundam Wing Then go and do a speech like Doctor King Walk to the mic and scream "Shut the fuck up talkin' to me" With your baby momma watchin' the rain drizzle Candles lit, listening to Kevin Little You on your mans couch, eatin' crystals She finna suck me like a Bissel She said you rarely ever catch the signals You could tell I was a menace by the grimace in my baby pictures Atlanta nigga until the death of me Afro grown, shirt open like it's the 70s Bitch, I'll fly a drone to your crib and blow up everything Letras de cancionesRain down from heaven with weapons, like they some melodies My foot on they neck while I'm eatin' nectarines Loyalty is often spoke about, but it's seldom seen I'm in the port of Miami, off of seven beans Nigga try to swing, I hit him with a pedigree Bitch think I'm trapped 'cause she got my baby, nigga, please Before I change the diaper on a jit, I'll drink a fifth of bleach, fuck you mean? Shut the fuck up talkin' to me (Yeah) On the block with a cougar, sippin' Palomas Hit the spot and do some yoga Keep the .9 like the SCOTUS Stuck with my niggas like legs to the plastic of your grandmomma sofa Shit, fuck You nigga's grunts, you better lay low My niggas way too elite, leave 'em with halos Yeah, they know RIP to L-O I'm in the plaza eatin' Play-Doh Why you always tryna flex with Dracos? Yeah, you let it sing, but that bitch wasn't hittin' shit like it was J-Lo You want a seat at the cracker table I'm tryna burn the whole house down like Django Truth hurts, like steppin' on a LEGO I don't like rappers, I be buyin' tickets, go to they shows And throw tomatoes, like, "Ayo, boo this nigga!" Shut the fuck up talkin' to me From Letras Mania