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Mm-mmm (Mm-mmm) There are those of us who like to venture to the unexplored Bitch, I'm a beast in Balmain She hop in my car and stargaze Don't want no pictures, don't fuck with y'all lames A thousand on dinner, she want my whole name (Want my whole name) I had to question myself, yeah, a couple times (Couple times) Am I a maniac? (Maniac) Boy, are you ready yet? (Ready yet) Know I'm gon' get her back, ho, no way I just be trippin', I need you I let the drugs take my soul I know that I slipped up (Slipped up) Too many hoes in my phone I'm goin' state to state to get it (Yuh) You gotta play, can't fake the vision (Yuh) I brought the strap, I hold the Ninas Her BBL eatin', never dinner (Damn) I'm in the coupe, it's feeling me (Yeah) Bitch, I'm the menace of the sea I put my back on for you niggas Now I can never stand to see you (Damn) I'm here to see you alive I know some grimy and shady lil' guys Letras de cancionesBitch, like some Chrome, it's some fake in your eyes We on the hunt and we comin', you ready or not We comin', we huntin', you ready or not (Ooh-ooh) We comin', we huntin', you ready or not (Ooh-ooh) We comin', we huntin', you ready or not (Ooh-ooh) We comin', we huntin', you ready or not B-B-Bitch, I'm a beast in Balmain She hop in my car and stargaze Don't want no pictures, don't fuck with y'all lames A thousand on dinner, she want my whole name (Want my whole name) I had to question myself, yeah, a couple times (Couple times) Am I a maniac? (Maniac) Boy, are you ready yet? (Ready yet) Know I'm gon' get her back, ho, no way (No way) Know I'm gon' get her back, oh, no Know I'm gon' get her back, oh, no Know I'm gon' get her back, oh, no Know I'm gon' get her back, oh I-I-I'm tryna see if I need it or not Got too much money, I'm bleedin' 'em out I took a Plain and chained 'em out Got brand new Glocks, it go, "Tah-dah-dah-dah" I hit a thot, brand new flight, then I'm out I wanna hear the bitch chop when I'm there I wanna be there when you in the mirror I like 'em cougar, Miss Eddie Guerrero I feel like the foreigns, you keep the Camaros I'm in the taxi, no engine in here The Perky hit me like a battery pack And I told 'em, "Look back 'cause I'm right at yo' rear" She off the product, she high as a dove I'm on Rodeo, I'm ridin' with guns Thought he was real, he ridin' with thugs I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up I get my lil' kids to light y'all ass up From Letras Mania