Lyrics Omg - Multi
Huh
uh
Shorty
I
gotta
go
yeah
Know
I
be
running
shit
up
in
my
city
bitch
leave
me
alone
yeah
I
be
chasing
these
racks
till
I
get
to
a
milli
can't
pick
up
the
phone
yeah
Counting
my
guap
fuck
these
lil
bitty
bitties
ain't
fucking
with
those
yeah
Oh
my
god,
oh
my
god
All
these
racks
in
my
face
gon
make
me
pass
out
(pass
out)
And
all
these
snakes
in
my
way,
gon
cut
the
grass
down
(grass
down)
And
all
this
bur-bur-Burberry
gon
leave
you
sat
down
(sat
down)
If
I
said
fuck
you
that's
facts
you
in
my
past
now
(past
now)
Yeah
yeah
We
on
to
finer
things
Fuck
that
now
we
on
designer
things
Yeah!
Slatt
Remember
back
when
shorty
she
ain't
even
notice
me
Yeah
Now
she
on
my
all
day
she
wanna
focus
me
Uh
Only
showing
love
to
niggas
that
roll
with
me
(yeah!)
I
got
dogs
and
we
steppin'
Niggas
roll
with
Giuseppe
Niggas
roll
with
a
weapon
Break
your
bones
mac
11
Flipping
shit
with
Smith&Wesson
Kicking
shit
that's
how
we
get
it
It's
a
vibe
I
can't
be
tripping
It's
a
vibe
I
can't
be
stressing
Turning
heads
in
the
building
Made
it
out
it's
a
blessing
yeah
yeah
Love
the
game,
Imma
marry
it
Hahaha
yeah
Fuck,
shit
In
my
city
Imma
carry
it
Yeah
I'm
the
king
need
my
chariot
Nah,
fuck
the
fame
Imma
bury
it
Shorty
I
gotta
go
yeah
Know
I
be
running
shit
up
in
my
city
bitch
leave
me
alone
yeah
I
be
chasing
these
racks
till
I
get
to
a
milli
can't
pick
up
the
phone
yeah
Counting
my
guap
fuck
these
lil
bitty
bitties
ain't
fucking
with
those
yeah
Oh
my
god,
oh
my
god
All
these
racks
in
my
face
gon
make
me
pass
out
(pass
out)
And
all
these
snakes
in
my
way,
gon
cut
the
grass
down
(grass
down)
And
all
this
bur-bur-Burberry
gon
leave
you
sat
down
(sat
down)
If
I
said
fuck
you
that's
facts
you
in
my
past
now
(past
now)
Yeah
yeah
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