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Fuck, nigga

Y'all thought that shit was over

Stupid

Yeah, fire up that gas soon as I'm waking up

Nah, I ain't that same nigga

Yeah, I got my paper up

Nah, I ain't no lame nigga

Fuck, I look like waiting up

Heard them niggas sleep on me

Fuck it, I'm about to wake them up

Fuck it, nigga, it's go time

Looking in the mirror like

Fuck it, nigga, it's your time

Fuck, I look like flexing on my bitch

Nigga, we both shine

Said you getting tired of runts

Fuck it, nigga, I got four kinds

Nigga, asked with bitch I'm with

Fuck, nigga, they both mine

Fuck, nigga, they both me

I ain't got time to beef with these fuck niggas

Nigga, I be OT

These fuck niggas like Charleston White

These fuck niggas be the police

Had to send a fuck nigga up, bitch

Fuck around, Be O-V

Fuck around, B-O-VA

Yeah, nigga, I'm a big dog

But I started off with a four-way

Ran it up on niggas

Yeah, they can see the shit in 4K

Casimigos got a bitch

Trying to pull me out my Dolce

Ex said she was leaving

I said, fuck it, bitch, I'll be okay

Yeah, ex said she was leaving

I said, fuck it, bitch

Scratched a quarter million dollars

off my bucket list

Keeping this shit P, ain't no sucker

Shit, real spill, damn near

Ran a M off them presses

Fuck the real deal

When they got a condo

Off a CPN, nigga, no big deal

Scared to get your hand dirty

Fuck it nigga, my bitch will

Alley oop, this Pack to him

Bruh slammed it with a windmill

Real nigga, I wouldn't even

Cross my dog for a 10 mil

Real nigga, I'm riding like a car

That got 10 wheels

I'm the type to go and blow a 10

On some GIVENCHY

She the type to clean a nigga

Out until he empty

Yeah, I'm in Miami

And I'm cutting up in this Bentley

Don't be asking about niggas

If you don't see the nigga

Out with me

Feeling like I got power, nigga

My neck piece was a 50

R.P. to Nipsey

Wrist piece a 60

Shawty said she a good girl

She getting nasty when she tipsy

Been airing niggas' ass out niggas better check my history

Ran this shit up off

You know what, ain't no mystery

Winning on these fuck niggas

That shit smell like Victory

Yeah

X said she was leaving

And I said fuck it, bitch

Scratched a quarter million

Dollars off my bucket list

Keeping this shit P

Ain't no sucker shit