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Mm-hm Mm-hm Listen About hurt guys, hurt guys Cry me a river Ain't my fault that the opps won’t snooze like SZA Throw weh the keys, Zim Zimma Hit New Jersey club, fell in love with a stripper See, I felt like Jamie and Kanye, cooked a gold digga Run up a cheque, I need some more liquor Right now, it's me versus the man in the mirror She ain't a P-Y-T, now her hips got thicker Need me a Latina bitch like BB Trickz Lemme show you a trick, on my trigger The opp boys know 'bout my hitta (Facts) We run the roads, you can go ask cats Paint the town red, like we're Doja Cat (Wack, Wack) Where they at? Like Brent Faiyaz, they ain't safe in their cornrow plaits (Ah) See man, they're still hunting for glory Lemme paint a picture, Balamory Times I went bruck love, they didn't show me Now the OGs wanna know me 'Member old days fucking in UAE Letras de cancionesHad your best friend right dere, lonely Brought my drip, den patented a Harvey Next, I treat my sweet gyal like Lori I treat my sweet gyal like Lori Hold on da yak and let me grab some juice Easy chop, I'll give her some shots of Remy She treating her man like Papoose We duck down dukes, no Dennis The rivals in love with the bare chat and verbal abuse Reverse dat move, den rev it Da gyaldem know dat we ain't got nothin' to prove Pure bare pattern up smoke tryna beef with me Get slapped in your crib like ya DDG Go and research, do your homework in the streets In Homerton, I'm Little Meech But when I'm offline, I phone my main squeeze Next flight, me and you gotta fuck on the beach She look like a stallion with a physique I put my eggplant in her peach (Ya) But there ain't no peace from summer to winter My chain left old guys bitter Turn their boss to a ex like Twitter Awks, the damage been done Now cry me a river Ain't my fault that my opps won’t snooze like SZA Throw weh the keys, Zim Zimma Mm-hm Listen From Letras Mania