lame folks Lyrics

(I ain't gon' never give back to these lame niggas and they folks cause they broke and they)

I ain't gon never give back to these lame niggas and they folks

Woah no

Finna go push his shit back all the way drop it to the floor

Woah go

She tryna fuck around with Mary Jane she don't do the coke

No No

My Bitch know better

Step out in Maison Margiela

Woah steppa'

Make the boy die young like Kesha

Them niggas smoking on boof while I'm smoking on pressure

Up in the booth with a drac' like Skepta

Up in the booth with the lean for real on me like Skepta

This shit chess it ain't checkers

I walk in your spot and I bet they won't check us

I'm off the perc told the bitch get off me

Brown skin bitch like cup of some coffee

Brown skin bitch yeah I think that she want me

Want me

Pop this shit let it haunt me

Top down hang out the whip hands up like woah

Woah

Go

Slow

Never show up with a lame hoe

No

I ain't gon' never give back to these lame niggas or these folks woah no

I ain't gon' never go back to the same place I was before won't go

I can't fuck around with no percs no more

Nah I can't lie this shit killing me slow

I pop so much I don't feel it no more

But I got X pills in my coat

And this shit by Vetements how

Talk my shit like I been said it before

Not much but I'm letting them know

Let's go she hit up my phone she said that I better come home

On top I feel like a telephone pole

Woah

Woah

No

I ain't gon never give back to these lame niggas or they folks

Woah no

I ain't gon' never give back to the game all these niggas jokes

Yes woah

These niggas talk running out of breath running out of hope

Hit a nigga block make him touch his toes

Woah

No

Woah

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