Proud Of Me Lyrics

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(Say it)

(Say it)

(Say it)

Oh that's ya bitch, ya bitch gave me brain

I'm slicing his neck and I'm takin' his chain

They thought I was soft, that boy not the same

That boy a pussy, ya that boy a lame

I got me a 30, don't shoot shit like curry I pull up from deep so I shoot it like dame

I be sneak dissing I don't use no names

My boys send a blitz put that bitch in a grave

I know my bros proud of me

Triple seven, that lottery I'm winning

Why would you lie to me, you coulda told me the truth, lil bitch you trippin

I'm off that x pill, I'm off that x shit

I gotta bad bitch, who texting my ex bitch

Fill that boy up with lead bitch

.223's to his head bitch

Loading the clip like it's Netflix

We take his ass off the check list

Fuck it we on to the next bitch

Might slam a hoe just like it's nexus

I'm feeling like Uzi (ha ha ha), new Patek it's up on my left wrist

Oh that's ya bitch, ya bitch gave me brain

I'm slicing his neck and I'm takin' his chain

They thought I was soft, that boy not the same

That boy a pussy, ya that boy a lame

I got me a 30, don't shoot shit like curry I pull up from deep so I shoot it like dame

I be sneak dissing I don't use no names

My boys send a blitz put that bitch in a grave

Oh that's ya bitch, ya bitch gave me brain

I'm slicing his neck and I'm takin' his chain

They thought I was soft, that boy not the same

That boy a pussy, ya that boy a lame

I got me a 30, don't shoot shit like curry I pull up from deep so I shoot it like dame

I be sneak dissing I don't use no names

My boys send a blitz put that bitch in a grave

(I know my bros proud of me)

Oh that's ya bitch, ya bitch gave me brain

(Triple seven, that lottery I'm winning)

I'm slicing his neck and I'm takin' his chain

(Why would you lie to me, you coulda told me the truth, lil bitch you trippin)

They thought I was soft, that boy not the same

(I'm off that x pill)

That boy a pussy, ya that boy a lame

(I'm off that x shit)

I got me a 30, don't shoot shit like curry I pull up from deep so I shoot it like dame

(I gotta bad bitch)

I be sneak dissing I don't use no names

(who texting my ex bitch)

My boys send a blitz put that bitch in a grave

(I know my bros proud of me)

Oh that's ya bitch, ya bitch gave me brain

(Triple seven, that lottery I'm winning)

I'm slicing his neck and I'm takin' his chain

(Why would you lie to me, you coulda told me the truth, lil bitch you trippin)

They thought I was soft, that boy not the same

(I'm off that x pill)

That boy a pussy, ya that boy a lame

(I'm off that x shit)

I got me a 30, don't shoot shit like curry I pull up from deep so I shoot it like dame

(I gotta bad bitch)

I be sneak dissing I don't use no names

(who texting my ex bitch)

My boys send a blitz put that bitch in a grave