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Yeah, I don't know what this hoe want from me

Yeah, I get bands now all the hoes want me

They wanna fuck me, I'm getting money

She wanna' love me

Told that hoe, you need oven mitts if you wanna' touch me

I'm gon' send my shooters

Better pray they miss and you lucky

Come get your hoe nigga

She keep calling me her hubby

Bitch I'm geeked up, geeked up, geeked up

Yeah, my cup too muddy

You can get beat up, beat up, beat up

If you think you act tuffy

Yeah, yall niggas not my buddies

Call up Tali, turn you to a dead man

Yuh, I make that pack do a handstand

I'm with lil Bry, we counting some bands man

Smoking on za, it go to my head man

Why you niggas be so fed man

Chop to your head, now you sped man

Ain't no R.I.P, fuck your rest man

Shoutout ROP, my brothers

I do this shit for my mother

Lil bitch, I'm on the come up

Yeah, you niggas never seen commas

Yeah, she on her knees like the Dalai Lama

I'm in the presidential, feel like I'm Obama

I'm in Cali where they growing that grabba

I'm making cash, you making nada

I'm mix the bags with the Miharas

Better run fast, glock finna' hawk you

I'm in all black, feel like the Nara

I'm in ATL like R.I.P Takeoff

I call up my shooter take your face off

COD guns, yeah I walk you down I got that ACOG

Choppa like an Asian by the way it like to eat dog

I've been in the field, I jump up off the porch like leapfrog

Niggas wanna beef with me

I told em' boy it's not that deep dog, yeah

(It's not that deep dog, yeah)

Yeah, I don't know what this hoe want from me

Yeah, I get bands now all the hoes want me

They wanna fuck me, I'm getting money

She wanna' love me

Told that hoe, you need oven mitts if you wanna' touch me

I'm gon' send my shooters

Better pray they miss and you lucky

Come get your hoe nigga

She keep calling me her hubby

Bitch I'm geeked up, geeked up, geeked up

Yeah, my cup too muddy

You can get beat up, beat up, beat up

If you think you act tuffy