Yeah, Fatt
[FattMack]
I don't know why I want you here, I know you bad for me
Yeah, just fucked this bitch and made a lie up like I had to leave
Yeah, you know you gon' shoot, then hold your fire up in the air with me
Yeah, and I pray he don't try, his ass gon' die up in this Bnb
Yeah, and this lil' bitch too fine, it blow my mind, like what you see in me?
Damn, it must be this check, the shit on my neck, why she won't never leave
Yeah, I pull up, fuck my ex, if it ain't that, then she won't never see me
Yeah, I skrrt off in a 'Vette, hope I don't wreck, I'm high off two 15s, on God
[FattMack]
Yeah, I just popped a 30, I pray and hope I see tomorrow (Yeah)
Fall asleep and wake up early, all these Perkies heal my heart
Yeah, late night, bronem lurkin', tryna pull a nigga card
Yeah, I let you wear my chain and rep my gang, bitch, you the one
I been runnin' out of patience, runnin' out of love
I'm sorry, you can't be my favorite, you know it's the drugs
Got hella bitches on my waitin' list, they wishin' what it was
I'm startin' to feel you ain't the one, but bitch, I'm with you just because
And bitch, you lucky just to find me, I'm a diamond in the rough
You try to take some shit, you dyin', bitch, we supplyin' all the drugs
And they all took all my love for granted, all my kindness wasn't enough
You can't come 'round, bitch, this shit over, in my mind, I had enough
Yeah, ever since middle school, I been gettin' high, I had a plug
First, it was the weed and then I moved to harder drugs
Yeah, I don't know really how to love, I know I'm hard to love
Where I come from, don't no one make it out, they made it hard for us
[FattMack]
I don't know why I want you here, I know you bad for me
Yeah, just fucked this bitch and made a lie up like I had to leave
Yeah, you know you gon' shoot, then hold your fire up in the air with me
Yeah, and I pray he don't try, his ass gon' die up in this Bnb
Yeah, and this lil' bitch too fine, it blow my mind, like what you see in me?
Damn, it must be this check, the shit on my neck, why she won't never leave
Yeah, I pull up, fuck my ex, if it ain't that, then she won't never see me
Yeah, I skrrt off in a 'Vette, hope I don't wreck, I'm high off two 15s, on God
[RaqBaby]
Can't come 'round actin' pussy, you know me for pullin' cards
They can't play me like no rookie, you know me for stealin' cars
Your mama said don't hang with us 'cause we the bad boys
Tried to pull my name all through the mud, bet you get dragged for it
Came to play ball, nigga don't do the bat boy
I can heart your story all day, but baby, I won't beg for it
Got tired of the SRT, I had to cop the 'Vette, boy
Don't think he too big to get shot, I got rounds for the fat boy
You could put the Glock down, you get beat, just know I got that MAC, boy
All in Alabama, I'm never lackin', I'm ridin' 'round with FattMack, boy
And we got Fat Mac's boy
Baked potato sittin' on the stick, turn a nigga to some mash, boy
Knew I was gon' be somethin', told ma dukes it was a reason why I was skippin' class
Won't ever stop squeezin' 'til I see that he ain't breathin', we on his ass
Nigga, it's opp season, if he lack, then we gotta leave him on his ass
Don't care if the thot leavin', I already smacked, gotta leave her in the past
[FattMack]
I don't know why I want you here, I know you bad for me
Yeah, just fucked this bitch and made a lie up like I had to leave
Yeah, you know you gon' shoot, then hold your fire up in the air with me
Yeah, and I pray he don't try, his ass gon' die up in this Bnb
Yeah, and this lil' bitch too fine, it blow my mind, like what you see in me?
Damn, it must be this check, the shit on my neck, why she won't never leave
Yeah, I pull up, fuck my ex, if it ain't that, then she won't never see me
Yeah, I skrrt off in a 'Vette, hope I don't wreck, I'm high off two 15s, on God
[FattMack]
I'm high off two 15s right now
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