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Yeah, You don't fuck with me? That's cool, my nigga Ran up these motherfuckin' M's by my lonely But do me a favor, just please stop watchin' Get off my dick so your bitch can hop on it I'm in Bottega tryna see if she want it I'm in Balenci' tryna see if she want it She do me right, so damn right, I'ma spoil her And she got money, that shit right there a bonus And my Spanish bitch call me Papi And I apologize to my sons, I ain't had time for you hatin' pussy ass niggas Lately, I ain't even had a watch on Boujee-ass bitch want some top bone I be on the way when the cops gone They know who gon' flood this bitch when it's dry The trap missin' me, nigga pop's home Jizzle came home, now my young nigga got a lock on That my chеat code, nigga free 'em, he lockеd down Go to the stu' in my Drac', that's my guitar Try to pull up when I roll, I'ma rock out Pull up and pick up your bitch with my jewels on She give me brain, I ain't never gotta drop out Trap out of the spot, I'm the reason you locked out She fuckin' me so guess what? She a star now Yeah, bitch bad as fuck when she hop out Letras de cancionesYeah, damn, I look good with these rocks on Yeah, I sell P's but OG got a rock phone Pull up in a old school Caddie' with the top gone Yeah, I'm totin' chrome with my Chrome Hearts socks on Shittin' on these niggas 'till the rap game pop some' Fuck these niggas everywhere like opp zones Show 'em how to do it 'till these fuck niggas pop some' Yeah, You don't fuck with me? That's cool, my nigga Ran up these motherfuckin' M's by my lonely But do me a favor, just please stop watchin' Get off my dick so your bitch can hop on it I'm in Bottega tryna see if she want it I'm in Balenci' tryna see if she want it She do me right, so damn right, I'ma spoil her And she got money, that shit right there a bonus Hit from the back, got her callin' me Papi (Come here bitch, let me see some') Boujee-ass bitch want some top bone I be on the way when the cops gone They know who gon' flood this bitch when it's dry The trap missin' me, nigga pop's home Jizzle came home, now my young nigga got a lock on That my cheat code, nigga free 'em, he locked down Go to the stu' in my Drac', that's my guitar Try to pull up when I roll, I'ma rock out Pull up and pick up your bitch with my jewels on She give me brain, I ain't never gotta drop out Trap out of the spot, I'm the reason you locked out She fuckin' me so guess what? She a star now Yeah, bitch bad as fuck when she hop out Yeah, damn, I look good with these rocks on Yeah, I sell P's but OG got a rock phone Pull up in a old school Caddie' with the top gone Yeah, I'm totin' chrome with my Chrome Hearts socks on Shittin' on these niggas 'till the rap game pop some' Yeah, I'm shittin' on these niggas 'till the rap game pop some' I'm shittin' on these niggas 'till they lit up and pop some' I'm back From Letras Mania