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Aye bitch kill that Isssh

Had to re up on persons im stocking in

Step on my shoes she step on my shoes

Like what

Had re up on fits that im stocking in

Step on my shoes she step on my shoe

Wannabe

Had rep on fits that im stocking in

Shut the fuck up pussy

AYE

Had re up on the fits that I'm stocking in

I dropped a bag on that bitch like some Prada shit

I don't wanna talk to you bitch you're like average

Heard you got roast beef pussy on cabbyage

Cabbage to caviar

Ooo I feel like a rockstar

Dropping that top in that new car

Smoking that shit got us too far

Had re up on the fits that I'm stocking in

I dropped a bag on that bitch like some Prada shit

I don't wanna talk to you bitch you're like average

Heard you got roast beef pussy on cabbyage

Cabbage to caviar

Ooo I feel like a rockstar

Dropping that top in that new car

Smoking that shit got us too far

We bring in the money the dolla dinero

Flip it at school and I kick it like a pedal

All the city boys now the gotta carry metal

This ain't that henny boi this is that mental

I'm up in her mouth im checking like dental

It glisten and gleam my nigga that's rental

In a pool full of dead my nigga im Reynolds

Most of these niggas don't be respecting yo time

No them niggas really don't

They wanna see you down pay for the crime

Shots shots shots

They ain't yo homies my nigga they ain't yo slime

I seen em turn to a mufuckin

They taking yo stuff even if you was dead or alive

Damn I know my love is hard but you gotta fight

Had re up on the fits that I'm stocking in

I dropped a bag on that bitch like some Prada shit

I don't wanna talk to you bitch you're like average

Heard you got roast beef pussy on cabbyage

Cabbage to caviar

Ooo I feel like a rockstar

Dropping that top in that new car

Smoking that shit got us too far

Had re up on the fits that I'm stocking in

I dropped a bag on that bitch like some Prada shit

I don't wanna talk to you bitch you're like average

Heard you got roast beef pussy on cabbyage

Cabbage to caviar

Ooo I feel like a rockstar

Dropping that top in that new car

Smoking that shit got us too far

New graves say the kids shot

Ooo 14 turned head shot

Ooo Scary stories make the bed rock

Ooo new money make the pain stop

Mm Smoke bud make dah eyes drop

Mm I was hustling for a long time

Deez niggas worried bout the wrong signs

Ooo deez nigga worried about the wrong rhymes