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Damn Dot!, you did it again Sinner, I put your ho in a blender I'm pressure, baby, come f*ck with a winner He beat on his ho 'cause I hear that he tender Last December was broke in the winter Found me a win, turnt up on these niggas I'm strapped with that pill, so don't f*ck with me, nigga Look here, mix codeine with his liquor With no hesitation, she step on a nigga Boss, know how to take me a loss For their body I pay, I don't care what it cost I throw the cross, get 'em lost in the sauce He ain't from whеre I'm from, he don't walk how I walk Talk how I talk, he don't know about murdеr Sweet release breakin' this shit, it leaves circles I got a purpose, that why I be nervous and clutchin' my .30 whenever I'm servin' High, full geeked up, constantly swervin' Big ass chopstick, I'm ridin' dirty Studio hard through the week, no rest and no sleep Then trap out the spot, I don't deserve that Know she a GOAT, back then wouldn't curb me on the four 'Cause I'm up holy, give her some clarity You see that one-on-one on save my jersey I'm switchin' models so those them bitches won't lure me I make her jump out her panties Guarantee baby like something, you meant it So much money, I make a bitch panic Young nigga bank account cents, I get it, woo I'm out the roof in a Wraith in Miami Bag was stuck to the fake bum baddie Phone ding-ding soon as I had landed That money keep callin', I'm steady expanding Sinner, I put your ho in a blender I'm pressure, baby, come f*ck with a winner He beat on his ho 'cause I hear that he tender Last December was broke in the winter Found me a win, turnt up on these niggas I'm strapped with that pill, so don't f*ck with me, nigga Look here, mix codeine with his liquor With no hesitation, she step on a nigga Boss, know how to take me a loss For their body I pay, I don't care what it cost I throw the cross, get 'em lost in the sauce He ain't from where I'm from, he don't walk how I walk Talk how I talk, he don't know about murder Sweet release breakin' this shit, it leaves circles I got a purpose, that why I be nervous and clutchin' my .30 whenever I'm servin' Rich, I'm icy, nigga too pricey Hatin' but they really want to be just like me Freak ho, she ain't really come with no guidance Front row, shawty give me head when I'm drivin' Hellcat, and it's a demon inside her My heart in the trenches, that's where I recite it Straight to the top where a young nigga glidin' Been 1K for a while, 'fore Wop came and got me Switch, now I'm up, niggas wanna come around Gotta question your loyalty, why you around me? Reach for my neck, now your head got a bounty Really turnt up on everybody who doubted me I know you see all these shooters around me Chase me a sack down, like I was clowin' Break out them racks on a bitch Cartier glist' I got the whole hood boucin' Sinner, I put your ho in a blender I'm pressure, baby, come f*ck with a winner He beat on his ho 'cause I hear that he tender Last December was broke in the winter Found me a win, turnt up on these niggas I'm strapped with that pill, so don't f*ck with me, nigga Look here, mix codeine with his liquor With no hesitation, she step on a nigga Boss, know how to take me a loss For their body I pay, I don't care what it cost I throw the cross, get 'em lost in the sauce He ain't from where I'm from, he don't walk how I walk Talk how I talk, he don't know about murder Sweet release breakin' this shit, it leaves circles I got a purpose, that why I be nervous and clutchin' my .30 whenever I'm servin'
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