These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
Get mad and I think about swervin'
Don't come out, I'll shoot through the curtains
Shut up, nigga, stop all that yurping
I promise I'm like this in person
I promise I'm with it, f
I promise I'm with it, for really
This hammer the G.O.A.T., it's the billy
I up it and aim at your ceiling
I pop out and pull up on my brothers
It might be to drop off them P's
It might be to drop off them cutters
I'm screeching, I'm burnin' the rubber
Got a ho under my cover
She gon' say somethin' though if I tell her
She gon' slither a nigga, I tell her
If he know how I get with that metal
If he know how I get that
Catch me with some wicked-ass rebels
Can't hang, little niggas, it's levels
Even my mama know how I'm rockin'
Even Ma know these niggas be jockin'
Put the dope in your sock like a stockin'
Me and bro like Malone and Stockton
I'm dunkin' that bitch if he lob it
They think that I'm going my fastest
They don't even know I've been jogging
I buy her the purse if she slobbin'
This shit I got, niggas ain't seen it
I'm quick with the draw like I'm fiending
Hop out and bah-bah-bah-bah like I'm leaving
That boy is a pussy, that boy not a demon
That yap shit get on my nerve
That fuck shit get on my nerve
That ho shit get on my nerve
That broke shit get on my nerve
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
These fuck niggas get on my nerves
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