Yeah, uh
(Ugh)
Bitch, ugh, ugh
You thought we was friends, I lied, I don't give a fuck bout these niggas (Fuck 'bout these niggas)
You better put your ho on hide, I'm bout to fuck one these bitches (Duh, duh, duh, duh)
Them niggas still clutchin' up 380s, I told them, "Pull up with them bitches," uhh
Know Siddhi, we move like a navy, you know you ain't duckin' them bitches
You thought we was friends I lied, I don't give no fuck 'bout these niggas, uh
You thought we was friends I lied, I don't give no fuck 'bout these niggas, uh (Fuck 'bout these niggas)
Them niggas still totin' up 380s, I told them, "Pull up with them bitches," uhh (Pull up with them bitches)
Know Siddhi, we move like a navy, you know you ain't duckin' them bitches
Shit'll get wicked, I don't go to war 'bout no bitches
But I go to war 'bout that chicken
Stick in neutral and hop out and go blitz 'em
I want cash don't need me no pussy
Tryna get richer, fuck the [?]
Niggas love talkin' all that tough shit, 'til I'm in the room, and it's crickets
So this rap shit gettin' timid
I got more faith then the bitches
I don't want friends, I ain't clickin'
I got young niggas snatchin' pennies
I got old bitches tryna spend it
I got old niggas in their feelings
I been ducked off for a minute, but a nigga started somethin', so lets get it
(Ugh)
Bitch, ugh, ugh
You thought we was friends, I lied, I don't give a fuck bout these niggas (Fuck 'bout these niggas)
You better put your ho on hide, I'm bout to fuck one these bitches (Duh, duh, duh, duh)
Them niggas still clutchin' up 380s, I told them, "Pull up with them bitches," uhh
Know Siddhi, we move like a navy, you know you ain't duckin' them bitches
You thought we was friends I lied, I don't give no fuck 'bout these niggas, uh
You thought we was friends I lied, I don't give no fuck 'bout these niggas, uh (Fuck 'bout these niggas)
Them niggas still totin' up 380s, I told them, "Pull up with them bitches," uhh (Pull up with them bitches)
Know Siddhi, we move like a navy, you know you ain't duckin' them bitches
Shit'll get wicked, I don't go to war 'bout no bitches
But I go to war 'bout that chicken
Stick in neutral and hop out and go blitz 'em
I want cash don't need me no pussy
Tryna get richer, fuck the [?]
Niggas love talkin' all that tough shit, 'til I'm in the room, and it's crickets
So this rap shit gettin' timid
I got more faith then the bitches
I don't want friends, I ain't clickin'
I got young niggas snatchin' pennies
I got old bitches tryna spend it
I got old niggas in their feelings
I been ducked off for a minute, but a nigga started somethin', so lets get it
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