[Intro: Starlito]
GhettOut
Nah, we ain't the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I don't do no explaining
I'll never be famous, I go everywhere with my banger
You'll tell everything to a stranger, let me guess, you a gangster
I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, I'm just afraid of my
[Chorus: Starlito]
If she love me like she say she love me we gon' be alright
I still call and check up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight
[Verse 1: Starlito]
I'm living fast, two twenty-five on the dash
I'm really getting to a bag, these niggas livin' in the past
Let's talk facts, I'm the one with them racks
I'm the one that'll pull up on you all by myself with that MAC
I'm the one niggas pull up on and I tell 'em pull around the back
Pull it out the back, pop it out the vac sack
Know I'm probably gon' tax
If you know I got it on me, showing out for the police
I think you a rat
Just took a loss, I think about eighty racks
All I can think 'bout is making it back
If this plug just keep it coming, fuck it we gon' be alright
I done ran a check up on 'em but I still will squeeze on sight
Whippin' on me when I'm wrong
But yeah they still gon' read my rights
GhettOut
Nah, we ain't the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I don't do no explaining
I'll never be famous, I go everywhere with my banger
You'll tell everything to a stranger, let me guess, you a gangster
I ain't scared of you motherfuckers, I'm just afraid of my
[Chorus: Starlito]
If she love me like she say she love me we gon' be alright
I still call and check up on her just to see if she alright
Never home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just picked me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight
[Verse 1: Starlito]
I'm living fast, two twenty-five on the dash
I'm really getting to a bag, these niggas livin' in the past
Let's talk facts, I'm the one with them racks
I'm the one that'll pull up on you all by myself with that MAC
I'm the one niggas pull up on and I tell 'em pull around the back
Pull it out the back, pop it out the vac sack
Know I'm probably gon' tax
If you know I got it on me, showing out for the police
I think you a rat
Just took a loss, I think about eighty racks
All I can think 'bout is making it back
If this plug just keep it coming, fuck it we gon' be alright
I done ran a check up on 'em but I still will squeeze on sight
Whippin' on me when I'm wrong
But yeah they still gon' read my rights
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