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Good for your soul, Desmos) (MATHIAS, hahaha) I KitKat crack the nigga, I'm finna get his bitch ass back, lil' nigga, I'm finna laugh to the muhfuckin' bank I deposit a cool six hunnid bands When I pull up, he Teen X, he run and ran You mad your shorty is with another man The other man is yvngxchris, suckin' on what the— damn Yes, I'm built for this shit, I'm not one of them, uh All of these rackies, I'm thumbin' them, uh If he talk crazy, we gunnin' him down He don't got a place, so we jumpin' him, uh Nigga play with my gang, we turn the whole state red like they voted for Trump again Yeah, told that ho, "Bye" Yes, I got a clip on the three heater, that nigga, he need to die But my denims so tight She call mе Gunna, when I'm fuckin', I'm pushin' P all of the time (Ayy, run that shit back nigga) [?] slap niggas [?]— nah, lеt me be for real Do that nigga like a baseball, get him whacked Big glick take a nigga face off of the map Hit her with my eyes closed, Ray Charles from the back She a freak lil' bitch, you grabbed applause for the back Letras de cancionesAnd you smokin' on mid, nigga, you coughin' on that (Yo, you can't be deadass right now, bruh, that shit is mid) yvngxchris did it, man, who would've guessed it Bitch I been knew, you the one second guessin' Bitch I been knew, you the one that was stressin' You the one learnin' the lessons Five months ago, I was in class on my phone I was textin' bitches tryna find out the answers for questions Nowadays I'm hittin' thotties right after my shoes, gettin' texts like, "I forgot my necklace" Bitch, I smoke the nic', it's fuckin' up my voice and shit Bitches tryna get some money outta me, don't play me bitch (Don't play me bitch) Boy, give me that shit that's all on your wrist, inside of my fist Got dick in your bitch, Backwoods make her flip Ain't talkin' 'bout sticks, don't throw out the clip I KitKat crack the nigga, I'm finna get his bitch ass back, lil' nigga, I'm finna laugh to the muhfuckin' bank I deposit a cool six hunnid bands When I pull up, he Teen X, he run and ran You mad your shorty is with another man The other man is yvngxchris, suckin' on what the— damn Yes, I'm built for this shit, I'm not one of them, uh All of these rackies, I'm thumbin' them, uh From Letras Mania