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RBO GS9 (Ayy) Everybody, what the fuck is up? (Ayy, ayy, ah-ah-ah) I was just tokin' on that dead ass nigga (Ah-ah-ah, huh?) Get high, man, tokin' on that dead ass nigga, that's (Ah, ah, ah, get shmurda'd) Sniper gang (Ah-ah-ah, huh? Get shmurda'd) Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain't my fault) Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain't my fault) My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain't my fault) Lil Jon gave [?] with a fully (It ain't my fault) It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas It ain't my fault, my young niggas play with burners It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault That the opp got caught Fuck the drive-by, gang hop out, war Ridin' with the chop', I stay with it like a aux' Ain't my fault, your bitch in love with the lean Fresh out the box, that bitch clean Doe Beezy that nigga, e'rry bad bitch dream Fuck that ho, my sneaky link a AR-15 (That's the only thing I'm lean) Nigga ran up on it, he got shmurda'd like he Bob Fetti with mе, don't try me unless you smokin' Bobby (Baow, baow, baow) They scrеam, "Ah, ah, ah," he get bodied (Ah, ah, ah, ah) Do a drill with mops and then hop on the track with Rowdy (Huh? Oh, really) Letras de canciones Wish I wouldn't've hit 'em, wasn't my fault (It wasn't my fault, boom) All my niggas, they want hunnid, they can't be bought (All my niggas, they want hunnid) Fifty chop' on the porch, then put it in sport (Skrrt, skrrt) This Gat' got two new bodies, I can't get caught (Woo, bah, bah-bah) Just shitted on these niggas, did I do that? (Did I do that?) I just shitted on these bitches, did they look back? (Did they look back?) Gotta watch out for these niggas, I gotta move tac' (I gotta move super tac') I just brought my niggas two bitches, two .50s with MACs (And that shit no cap) Tell that nigga that's movin' too crazy to chill, tell that nigga, "Relax" (Huh?) The bitch that just walked by with Chanel on her foot, tell her, "Come sit on my lap" (Come on) Tell my sister, "Rich girl, where your sis? I think you met your match" (Ayy, ayy) AR both got APs on (Ayy, ayy) (What? Bet you can't bust it like that) It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas It ain't my fault, my young niggas play with burners It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain't my fault) Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain't my fault) My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain't my fault) I paid thirty-six for cookie and ninety for the roll If he get robbed when he leave, it ain't my fault I been killin' since fifteen, [?] McLaren, my bitch tomorrow, like sharin' no bitch at all My hands dusty from dawg, my Amiris work through the soft My bag ain't got a hole, I been in this bitch for years I just took back the Bentley, I might take back the Urus On five thousand with tool, I threw away the compressor But still yellin', "Free Woo," my side bitches too messy They all want me to cuff 'em, been with me since I had nothin' The only reason I love 'em, I'm quick to tell a bitch, "Fuck her" Got blood still on my knuckles, we had noodles for supper Now my meals thirty-five I don't care how hot it is, bitch, I'll burn the fire It ain't my fault, try me, he get shmurda'd It ain't my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas It ain't my fault, my young niggas play with burners It ain't my fault (Really), it ain't my fault Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain't my fault) Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain't my fault) My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain't my fault) From Letras Mania