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We ain't trustin' a soul

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Ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy

Alright, alright, alright

Shorty be the freaky type

Beggin' me to stay the night

I let her stay and fuck her right

Many think that I'm polite

But really, that's a fuckin' lie

You got a problem with it?

Nigga, you could fuckin' die

Alright, alright, alright

Shorty be the freaky type

Beggin' me to stay the night

I let her stay and fuck her right

Many think that I'm polite

But really, that's a fuckin' lie

You got a problem with it?

Nigga, you could fuckin' die

You niggas be tight because I be right

Be talkin' talkin' that talk, but ya can't even fight

A thief, a thug, I come in the night

And do what I do and I be out of sight

Dark world, but I been shinin' bright

Nigga, I might

Just go run up a check, make it slight

They playin' my shit, so I'm gettin' hype

I'm like, damn, how many niggas gon' be on my dick

But will come around when they see that I'm up?

If I was you, then I wouldn't pop out

He pop out, that nigga tryin' his luck

Like, all of these niggas already be tight

They see that my bih be bad as fuck

I don't even gotta say a lil' name

Cause these niggas already knowing what's up

My shorty know exactly where I be and who I'm wit'

I won't consider cheating, she would kill me in that bitch

I tell the people around me, "Nigga, watch when I get rich

Some look at me like I'm stupid, some support me, never switched

Don't wanna talk, you wanna vent

Then go and talk to God

Could never chill around you niggas

Y'all be hella odd

If you want static, we could bet it

I'mma call the squad

Boomin' niggas in they head

Just like we playin' COD

Alright, alright, alright

Shorty be the freaky type

Beggin' me to stay the night

I let her stay and fuck her right

Many think that I'm polite

But really, that's a fuckin' lie

You got a problem with it?

Nigga, you could fuckin' die

Alright, alright, alright

Shorty be the freaky type

Beggin' me to stay the night

I let her stay and fuck her right

Many think that I'm polite

But really, that's a fuckin' lie

You got a problem with it?

Nigga, you could fuckin' die