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Yeah, real player, I’m the youngest player, yeah She ain’t never met a nigga like me Slim, thick, bitch, French tip on her feet Young nigga, but I move like a OG When I’m outside, super fresh, super clean White ones on with a plain white tee Think I’m about to freeze cause I’m so icy If her head good, then I might keep Coming back to her when I’m feeling like a freak Jump from the back, straight to the front Pull up, handle, bend his young nigga, get it done Ain’t lookin’ for no wife, girl, I’m just havin’ fun I don’t want your heart, baby, I just want your tongue I keep coughin’, there’s gas in my lungs Every day runnin’ up the funds With a thick bitch, shawty got funds Shawty ass bigger than the sun We livin’ life Livin’ life, nigga, we just livin’, man I’m super fly I get so high Up to the sky Can’t be sent round on my ass He ain’t stay itching for the damn cash Letras de cancionesBack then used to put a nigga last But I was the first jet to go and run him up a bag Roll it on but I still came in late Big lobster tail with a steak I move mama somewhere far away In a big house with a big gate It LJ mobbing on the under My OG in the town got me running I’m sideways, acting a fool Chipped up, trying to see what it do Moving, I hit it with a tactic Now I’m stuffing blues in this motherfucking mattress Bitch, I’m a boy Fucking running, spending hundred of them just for practice In the grand nation In my 50-50 nest I be all in the ghetto Chained on the honey And every stone natural Why you been so irrational? Geeked up, gettin’ top down, you on the patio Heated up, I just did a circle with a manual She out her pocket, I don’t give a fuck Cause I be catting too, good job We living life I’m super fly I get so high Up to the sky From Letras Mania