[A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
You be out here, I heard about you through the grapevine
Straight phone calls, you ain't never fuckin' with the FaceTime
You a straight dog, I'mm a dog too, I'm a canine
All bustdown AP, just like mine
Got a new crib in the A too, just like mine
Lil' .38 in the purse, you don't want to fight now
[Lil Durk & A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I can't trust you hoes anymore
Give your phone to the security, I can't let you record
And everytime I get caught ???
Takin' care of my DNA, ain't go through no course (Yeah)
I will shoot your face, ain't no shoes in this Wraith
I declare my space, my hoes take my case
Percocets in my A
They don't really care if I ate
Carry a FN to my bank
I put like ten in my bank
I'm gettin Euro
Gucci apparel (Oh, oh)
Vanilla my denim (No, no)
Talk on the pillows, oh
Done shoot out the rental (No, no)
Your head in the window (No, no)
And I'm always stayin' ten toes
And I'ma put it with everything, oh, oh, oh
All my water, all my drip, oh, oh, oh
No one to wash it off my dick, oh, oh, oh
She addicted to this shit, oh, oh, oh
Just another bitch, oh, oh, oh
I cut her off and now she sick, oh, oh
And now she talking 'bout she miss her lover
But that bitch gon' be your bitch, oh, oh
When I get up in my bag, it's over
Hop up in the Hellcat and I'm gone
When I get you in my bed, come closer
You spin and give me head, I'm gone
Why you gave my pussy? I need closure
You go back to minimum wage, your life over
And tell me how that gun hit 'em dead, I'm on the phone now
They found a way to make my bail, I got my ???
She told me come between her leg, this dick my thuggin'
She ask me can I pay her rent? Guess I'm on raw shit
I fuck the rap a nigga bent, hmm, hmm
Did I ever deal with shit? Hmm, hmm
I cannot forgive a bitch, hmm, hmm
I call ??? my brother crip, hmm, hmm
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