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Damn, waka, wh-why you mad? (I love you, Zahvoni) They took my momma credit but you know I got 'em back I realised then, they ain't got no loyalty (Hawky, ha, ha, ha) They all about themself so they all 'bout the royalty (Icyboii) Aye, what's good, what's up? Wassam? (Wassam) If it ain't pressure, get to movin' around (movin' around) Remember the day my dawg lost his dawg? Gave him a reason to go lay something down (lay something down) (Aye, aye, aye, gave him a reason to go, brr, brr) What's good, what's up? Wassam? (Wassam) If it ain't pressure, get to movin' around (movin' around) Remember the day my dawg lost his dawg? Gave him a reason to go lay something down (lay some-, ah) I told the bitch I just want the drawls Get the drop and the drawls in the back of the Lam' (the lam) I was duckin' from twelve and I'm losin' 'em now Gotta play shit cool, they want me in that jam (play shit cool) But please don't think shit sweet though (shit sweet) Bust me in the block with a Drac' then reload it Ain't gotta tell her she bad 'cause she know it Whole lotta paper and cash, I be on it Spent like a hundred thousand on my wrist Letras de cancionesToo much and I still can't tell the time (can't tell the time) I told her look me in my eyes and tell the truth Man, this bitch still lied Told you niggas that I was gon' be somethin' Me and C used to ride in that Nissan (ride in that Nissan) So many hoes comin' in and out Still tell a bitch that ain't me, son (they're fine) Still free Slim, these laws be gay Said I'm him, he mad he ain't (he ain't) Tell him pop out my side with a yay (my side) Fest y'all get to clutchin' if you make a face Got my own flow, got my own wave (Bow, Bow) Burnin' them G-Nikes white like cocaine (Bow, Bow) I give her everything, act like I don't know You dumb as hell if you think I ain't on game (no game) Y-y-you dumb as hell, must think I'm slow Only time I move slow is when it's drank up in my body I just spilled some lean on these Amiri jeans, wasted exotic I be gettin' mad when she tell me to wait I want some ass, but she sayin' it's late Buck keep a mask, he ain't showin' his face We gon' run the whole field and get back to the base Wassam, what with it? What's crackin'? I'm clutchin' on somethin' that'll clear out traffic (clear) If you don't use your brain, we snatch it Put belt to ya ass like I'm your daddy I'm in the hole, not a breakin', my nigga G-lock like a ass, he'll clap at ya, nigga Cut like a pedo, he tap at yo' nigga Walk down every day, we be lappin' 'em, nigga (yeah) Sippin' on syrup, I slur my words LeBron on the curb, won't speak on the dirt Give 'em a hearse, I know that they heard I left him with birds, now he on the shirt (he on-) Kill 'em on screen, I'm comin' like KC (yeah) Patch a Glock like CP3 (CP3) Your nigga locked up, he went on PC (PC) Lil' bro get him touched for a chichi (fuck chichi) Shooters and robbers, snakes and piranhas (huh) Put this shit on, get fresh and then gun 'em (yeah) I'm known to kick a bitch out like a punter (like, what?) We get 'em whacked if you play both sides These opp niggas comin' like Travis Hunter (yeah) Fuck all the opps, give me a condom (condom) Bet that I stunt over him, he a under (frr) I be dishonest to the you honor (frr) (frr) Gettin' more bucks than Giannis (frr) Get in that jam, just keep it one hundred (frr) I got my nut, now she tryna get her nut (frr) What's the night, just got killed by a sentry cell What's good, what's up?, Wassam? (Wassam) If it ain't pressure, get to movin' around (movin' around) Remember the day my dawg lost his dawg? Gave him a reason to go lay something down (aye, aye, aye) I told the bitch I just want the drawls Get the drop and the drawls in the back of the Lam' (back of the Lam') I was duckin' from twelve and I'm losin' 'em now Gotta play shit cool, they want me in that jam Only time I move slow is when it's drank up in my body I just spilled some lean on these Amiri jeans, wasted exotic I just spilled some lean on these Amiri jeans, wasted exotic From Letras Mania