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Uh-uh
 Ayy, don't turn me down, folks, turn me up
 Everybody know we gettin' skrilla
 Everybody know us where we from, this shit get realer
 If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I dick her?
 She don't know if she wanna fuck on me or go and fuck my niggas
 But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her
 How the fuck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure
 Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly
 Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them niggas
 I'll never cap, I only hang around them drug dealers
 Big old blick'll makе him freeze up, his ass an opp-sicle
 Heard you braggin' 'bout thеse bitches, same day, my bands hit her
 Tried to tell her that her that ass strong, 'bout to fold her up, no caterpillar
 Tried to tell the same niggas I was dissin' to be bigger
 I ain't lyin', I was slidin', stolo gang, me and Tigger
 Out the projects, now I'm lit, know my necklace cost six figures
 I don't think a nigga packed more hoes than Juice up in the Sprinter
 You don't think we havin' motion? You don't think we gettin' money?
 You don't hear 'bout niggas dyin'? You don't think my niggas done it?
 I think I done knocked more hoes off the map than Ted Bundy
 R.I.P., but I can't let 'em do me like they did Lil Lonnie
 Play a creep if I ever catch my niggas movin' funny
 Play with B, my niggas comin', they ain't playin' 'bout the youngin
 Put it down, she know I'm pressure, tryna stop this bitch from runnin'
 Shoot on shit like I'm Big Worm, I ain't playin' 'bout my money
 Everybody know we gettin' skrilla
 Everybody know us where we from, this shit get realer
 If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I dick her?
 She don't know if she wanna fuck on me or go and fuck my niggas
 But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her
 How the fuck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure
 Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly
 Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them niggas
 Put it down, then get in action
 Titties down, you gotta flash me
 Pops taught me how to drop, Buffalo when I was ransom
 Ho, you know I'm youngest in charge, bitch, you ain't gotta ask me
 Slidin' with a bitch with a gap way bigger than Michael Blackson
 Put that strap on a nigga, do his ass just like his daddy
 Ho be sayin' that I'm too serious, bitch, I don't do no laughin'
 I ain't with the back and forth, tell that nigga go pick his casket
 Tell that nigga he never touched a hundred and fuck him, he ain't havin'
 Tell that nigga I'm tryna fuck on his lil' bitch, do her nasty
 Gotta know I'm way too lit to fuck a bitch without a plastic
 Mama told me, "Never put all of your eggs in one basket"
 Gotta have a fallback game, gotta know this shit get drastic
 Everybody know we gettin' skrilla
 Everybody know us where we from, this shit get realer
 If I put her in my song, tell me, do it mean I dick her?
 She don't know if she wanna fuck on me or go and fuck my niggas
 But I ain't trippin', do myself a favor, let my mans hit her
 How the fuck she gon' respect me? She ain't got no father figure
 Put it down like Action Jackson, but I ain't no hillbilly
 Yeah, we from the same city, but I ain't vouchin' for them niggas
 

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Duration
02:49
Key
9
Tempo
162 BPM

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