[Verse 1 ?]
[?] bitch to hop in the shower
If you think you fucking with me, must be fucking with powder
I was young in the club, [?] fuck with the bouncer
We do what we want, we got money and power
When you a hundred up, you [?] fuck up some thousands
In a couple years, I need a couple of houses
Don't make love to the pussy, when we fuck, I'ma pound it
Asking did I fuck your bitch, do you know how you sounding?
You a son of a bitch, I'm the son of the plug
Leave your shoes at the door, don't step on the rug
My nigga [?] when I was showing him love
So I ain't letting shit go, forever holding a grudge
I got a bitch [?] she always coming in clutch
Her baby daddy a bitch, but I fuck with her son
I [?] down on [?], but I'm still blowing thеm [?]
The way she [?] had me spеaking in tongues
Bitch
[Verse 2 ?]
Ain't even got [?] nigga
Where I'm from, we don't call niggas opps, we call them sucka niggas
Fuck around, kill myself, before I trust a nigga
And every nigga with me strapped, so don't be fucking with us
So don't be fucking with us
We some maniacs
Cut off my favorite bitch, but I can't lie, I miss her crazy ass
T-Pain ass nigga, want his baby back
Trap money, [?] brought out the janky racks
[?] shooting [?] bouncing out of it
I thought them niggas was a hundred, niggas counterfeit
What?
She fuck with [?] fucking down a bitch
Like why you talking like you 'bout it, if you ain't 'bout the shit?
Like why you saying you gon' do this, but you ain't doing that?
Soon as I move to Hollywood, I thought about moving back
Niggas be gambling with they life, til they shoot up crack
[?] shooting first, [?] shooting back
[?] bitch to hop in the shower
If you think you fucking with me, must be fucking with powder
I was young in the club, [?] fuck with the bouncer
We do what we want, we got money and power
When you a hundred up, you [?] fuck up some thousands
In a couple years, I need a couple of houses
Don't make love to the pussy, when we fuck, I'ma pound it
Asking did I fuck your bitch, do you know how you sounding?
You a son of a bitch, I'm the son of the plug
Leave your shoes at the door, don't step on the rug
My nigga [?] when I was showing him love
So I ain't letting shit go, forever holding a grudge
I got a bitch [?] she always coming in clutch
Her baby daddy a bitch, but I fuck with her son
I [?] down on [?], but I'm still blowing thеm [?]
The way she [?] had me spеaking in tongues
Bitch
[Verse 2 ?]
Ain't even got [?] nigga
Where I'm from, we don't call niggas opps, we call them sucka niggas
Fuck around, kill myself, before I trust a nigga
And every nigga with me strapped, so don't be fucking with us
So don't be fucking with us
We some maniacs
Cut off my favorite bitch, but I can't lie, I miss her crazy ass
T-Pain ass nigga, want his baby back
Trap money, [?] brought out the janky racks
[?] shooting [?] bouncing out of it
I thought them niggas was a hundred, niggas counterfeit
What?
She fuck with [?] fucking down a bitch
Like why you talking like you 'bout it, if you ain't 'bout the shit?
Like why you saying you gon' do this, but you ain't doing that?
Soon as I move to Hollywood, I thought about moving back
Niggas be gambling with they life, til they shoot up crack
[?] shooting first, [?] shooting back
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