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We know you a snitch Oh that's your bitch, damn, I laugh at that shit Ooh W-Why you gon cap, hmm, I'm passin' that bitch Got my neck a cheat code Eat in Mexico, we passin' them bricks Walk into the club, with my chains on, I flashy and shit Yeah your bitch, she nasty and shit In a 328 goin' fast in that bitch On my block, yeah, with them gats and shit I just caught my opp, he lackin' and shit I count up my guap, like racks and shit He see me like woah, you rap and shit (and your boyf-) Pull up in this bitch I know that (Pow) Walk in the school, I'm changin' my fit (Pow) Do not come up to me lil boy (Pow) We all know you a bitch (Pew pew) You switched up, we know you a snitch Oh that's your bitch, damn, I laugh at that shit Ooh W-Why you gon cap, hmm, I'm passin' that bitch (Yah) Got my neck a cheat code Eat in Mexico, we passin' them bricks (Yah) Walk into the club, with my chains on, I flashy and shit Yeah your bitch, she nasty and shit In a 328 goin' fast in that bitch On my block, yeah, with them gats and shit I just caught my opp, he lackin' and shit (Pow pow) I count up my guap, like racks and shit (Guap) He see me like woah, you rap and shit (Ha) And your boyfriend, he rap and shit I gave it a listen, it's trash and shit (Trash) I told him, and he mad and shit (Haha) He said he stopped rapping, I'm glad and shit Pull up in this bitch I know that (Pow) Walk in the school, I'm changin' my fit (Pow) Do not come up to me lil boy (Pow) We all know you a bitch (Pew pew) You switched up, we know you a snitch Oh that's your bitch, damn, I laugh at that shit Ooh W-Why you gon cap, hmm, I'm passin' that bitch (Yah) Got my neck a cheat code Eat in Mexico, we passin' them bricks (Yah) Walk into the club, with my chains on, I flashy and shit Yeah your bitch, she nasty and shit In a 328 goin' fast in that bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah Off-white, X on my tee R.I.P Virgil on me, new Louie V And I'm makin' hits like [?] lease Yeah, ayy, ayy, yah I be high as Allah and I can't get no sleep In the trap and I'm still servin', price to the fiends I 'on't care if she strip unless [?] Choppa got kick like it's on PSG Yeah, who really fuckin' with me Unlimited bitches like [?] Yeah, bitch I'm turnt in the club no ID Yeah, bitch I'm a designer fiend And I pour up the purpp, I'm in love with codeine And I'm rockin' that [?], it's elite And I'm callin' [?] if i need Givenchy Like the Opium [?] For that hoe I can't pick up the phone These niggas my son, they be copy they clones But fuck it these niggas they know what I'm on
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