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(RipSquad) Yeah, 1OF1 shit (Sytrus Gang) If that pussy nigga owe, huh Yeah, ayy (Akachi Beats) Huh, ayy
Y-young nigga, stay solid like you 'posed to Make yourself a boss, ain't no goin' back to old you You could turn a hundred to a million if you want to Shoot him in the face if that pussy nigga owe you Yeah, if that pussy nigga owe, ayy You can't show no mercy, they'll try you like a ho, ayy Ridin' round the city, tryna get it with my woe Can't depend on nobody, yeah, that's what I was told (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
Can't depend on nobody, huh, that's what I know 'Cause niggas see the light, they try to leave you on the floor Try to leave you in a ditch Nigga, I was down bad Now they all up in my face 'Cause a nigga countin' cash, ayy Keep countin' cash, ayy Wa-watch 'em and I laugh, ayy Pussy stole my sound, huh I don't need it back, yeah In the ocean, nigga, this a shark attack I'm the realest, all these pussy niggas wack
Young nigga stay solid like you 'posed to Make yourself a boss, ain't no goin' back to old you You could turn a hundred to a million if you want to Shoot him in the face if that pussy nigga owe Yeah, if that pussy nigga owe, ayy You can't show no mercy, they'll try you like a ho, ayy Ridin' round the city, tryna get it with my woe Can't depend on nobody, yeah, that's what I was told
Feelin' fresh, servin' clean Double cup lime cream What a scene, obscene My eyes, nothin' worth to see Mint fresh, servin' clean Turn a hundreds to a key Sixty bands, my verse fee Look in my eyes, nothin' to see I'ma point the way (Sad Boys in this bitch) Free Yung Bans like he's on my team, fuckin' tee Racked up, taked up Checked up, send dope Can't take it out the window Cops watchin' my info
Ayy, young nigga stay solid like you 'posed to Make yourself a boss, ain't no goin' back to old you You could turn a hundred to a million if you want to Shoot 'em in the face if that pussy nigga owe you Yeah, if that pussy nigga owe You can't show no mercy, they'll try you like a ho, ayy Ridin' round the city, tryna get it with my woe Can't depend on nobody, yeah, that's what I was told
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