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[Intro]
This hoe a nat-nat, I cannot cuff it
Nigga never ask me for some money
Put this hoe lil' right on her tummy
He ain't even slime nobody, how he ready?
I had some Tussion', bitches know I'm petty
Didn't fuck your bitch, lil' nigga, you let her
Finna slide, I dont fuck with the texting, yuh
Bullets still got that kick, just like Messi
Bullets through his heart, nigga, like he Neji
Get her off my phone, why this hoe so messy—
"You already know who it is man, it's DJ Phat, flyest fat nigga you know, you other niggas is never competition, ya dig?"

[Verse]
Uh, this bitch acting so picky, what the fuck (So picky, what thе fuck, this bitch be so picky)
Bitch, look at my wrist, it's something like thе sun, yeah
Draco got him pissy, he a bum (Yeah)
This hoe wan' take pictures just for fun
Z5 miss, ooh, you so lucky
I won't diss you, on my son
Nigga want shoot sum', nigga get buckets
Broke ass nigga just want sum'
But they don't know about nothing
This hoe a nat-nat, I cannot cuff it
Nigga never ask me for some money
Put this hoe lil' right on her tummy
He ain't even slime nobody, how he ready?
I had some Tussion', bitches know I'm petty
Didn't fuck your bitch, lil' nigga, you let her
Finna slide, I dont fuck with the texting, yuh
Bullets still got that kick, just like Messi
Bullets through his heart, nigga, like he Neji
Get her off my phone, why this hoe so messy?