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1-31-20 Ya dig? J-A-A-H-S-L-T [Jaah SLT] Bitches mad at me, cause I don't never give a damn I done moved up bitch, I ain't comin' for a gram Nigga, put it on your life, you ain't scared to lose your life Almost died a couple times, but I never think twice Came straight from the south, so I don't never like ice I don't f*ck with no love, so I never want a wife I don't got no hoes, trynna f*ck on Ruby Rose Should've cuffed and I ain't even trynna hoe me Ooh, bitch we goin' crazy, I ain't trynna die, but I'm goin' kamikaze Suicidal Thoughts, got me feelin' like I'm Biggie I don't wanna go to hell, f*ck the devil, he can see me I'm excommunicated even though I pray to God I don't got no religion, mama think it's kinda odd I be laughin' at these niggas who be flexin' all these rods Like HAHAHAHA bitch Turned 18 had to get a couple sticks Move too smart, so i'll never be a lick Cut a nigga up SLT slit, whatchu know about that? Huh, nigga? not shit I need a bad bitch who ain't gonna stress shit, so when I'm on the game, don't blow my shit I don't got a lot of time, trynna spend it with a dime Even when I'm with an 8, I'm like, damn I'm fine I be breakin' all the quotas and I'm cold like Minnesota I ain't never been a bitch walkin' round in Carolina Niggas actin' real tough talkin' round, but they be lyin' Hoes talkin' big shit, walls great like China '97 on my feet, but I'm Y2k Bitch I'm livin' real life, not fake, 2K Shoot a nigga one time, goddamn, good day Then, i'll pass it off to Eman, got hoes on the way, huh [Eman SLT] I'm hittin' bitches that you beatin' to I'm gettin' bitches that won't peek at you I just popped me a perc, finna' put her ass to work And I don't even gotta take her on an interview Yeah girl, I'm kinda into you, you got a couple niggas missin' you Them be the same niggas dissin' me I'm flippin packs and makin' shit disappear like it's a mystery Can't sleep, xans, put me out my misery Couple fake niggas askin' bout' my history Chains wet team, lookin' hella slippery I don't move without my stick I'll be jittery I flipped a pack, I'm finna spend it on bae She said she want a ring, take your ass to Kay I'm trynna holler at your friend, if I may Now she finna' leave okay, okay, okay I'm playin', choppa it be sprayin' Know I gotta beat it up tonight, since you stayin' I'm the real version, other niggas be portrayin' Not one of my niggas betrayin' Born in 2k, yeah, American Psycho Diamonds they be dancin', they be dancin' like Michael I'm a young nigga, but I don't got a idol On my own shit so, I don't got a rival Better watch the throne, boy I came for the title Catch me in the crib with a Glock and a rifle She said my dick a tower, yeah nigga, no Eiffel I just ate some p*ssy and that shit was delightful Not 2K, but I'm all on the sticks All my dawgs fight, nigga Michael and Vicks I just left my finals, nigga high as a bitch My circle small and you square, you should play for the Knicks Man, hoes is cappin', that's The Cat in the Hat I just see a bitch and think, man I'm all up in that I'm with Pat in the city and he move with a mac Attack and don't get smacked, all my art is a fact Kick it with your bitch and she throwin' it back More sticks than the woods, I just rolled a wood Birthday 2k and I wish a nigga would
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