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Pussy niggas actin' like they never had
All bitches actin' like they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she she always had shit
All flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em
out my attire, this expensive fabric
We can wrestle like Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma in and clutch it like it's a war house
All your bitches that's busted, they live in house
What goes up, come down, my nigga, south
I done ran up M's without a tour now
She stepped up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought that they it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're at all my shows now

Hopped out my bed and right in a foreign
Bitch get close, this a mothafuckin' warning
Suck that good, I'm the mothafuckin' warden
She away from my weed like it farted
She don't wanna so I put it on her neck
I beat that pussy up, she loud as a
I got 1 million but 10 in the bank
I a sample, I only buy if it's dank
I cook fishscale, and sang to her at the same time Tank
I was born in '91, 23 years old, with a whole stank
(5 mothafucka)
can you feel my pain?
All my diamonds need to be
I got a gangsta that's gon' bang
And I got racks up, I can't
And all my dogs, they're dirty, for mange
And all I gotta do is reserve your
And I'm a gangsta, my nuts, they gone
Who you was straight? Boy you need to be retained

Pussy niggas actin' like they had shit
All these bitches like they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she she always had shit
All flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
Catch that nigga slippin', do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this expensive
We can just like Randy Savage
My jewelry as as an attic
The kush I smoke'll blow your lungs out
walk in and clutch it like it's a war house
All your that's busted, they live in your house
What up, come down, my nigga, north south
I ran up them M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, couture now
These niggas thought they knew it but they don't know it now
I to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

the Rollie off, put the Breitling back on
Walk in the room and I cut the on
Why you spending like Cause I ain't ever had shit
This that real PaperWrap, YSL shit
Never loved a bitch but I love
In the church payin' my tithes with money
Went and got a new plug, got a new house
And a couple new coupes, how a young nigga live
Couple bitches, good weed that how a chill
Top floor, penthouse, still seals
Them Houston niggas be like, "That nigga trill"
Them New York say "That young nigga ill"
My mama always told me dress to
My uncle told me pack the steel
That nigga Thugger, that's my brotha
a motherfuckin' other, I'ma show you how to make magic
The is you mad at?
Got your bitch dancin' all in my spot with no
I said, "Bitch where your man at?
Fuck that, where your friends at?"
Sold 50 p's, hold it, to bag it
little bitch you lovin' on, I been had it
Pull up in a new drop, thang nasty
Mama call all my big booty trashy

Pussy niggas actin' they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they never had
I got a bad bitch, she said she had shit
All these diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
Catch that slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
out my attire, this expensive fabric
We can just like Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it it's a war house
All bitches that's busted, they live in your house
What goes up, come down, my nigga, north
I done ran up them M's without a now
She done up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought that they knew it but they don't it now
I swear to God they're at all my shows now