Songtexte
We
tryna
run
it
up
Genieboys
get
to
that
bag,
okay
I'm
with
my
gang
like
draxx,
okay
I
can't
go
outside
without
my
drac
Dye
my
hair
now
i
feel
like
im
shanks
Za
feeling
good
yea
yea
feel
great
Gaze'
goin
up
take
it
day
by
day
Take
you
a
3.5
to
the
face
Spray
the
boy
down
yea
just
like
mace
Spray
the
boy
down
yea
just
like
raid
I'm
tryna
figure
out
why
u
play
games?
Shawty
you
is
not
valkyrae
They
tryna
be
me,
copy
& paste
Tell
the
boy
u
is
not
Ugaze'
Yea
yea
gotta
walk
into
that
trap!
Ian
gon
wait
for
nobody
I
gotta
carry
put
shit
on
my
back
Paint
the
boy
red
like
cherry
Niggas
upping
the
score,
nigga
tryna
get
back
White
boy
school,
saint
mary
White
boy
tristan,
last
name
jass
Me
kei
still
ball
in
this
hoe
like
a
piston
I
shoot
the
ball
ion
even
like
missin
Ion
like
drugs
ion
even
like
tris
Gold
on
my
wrist
yea
look
like
piss
Yea
ion
do
hoes
hell
na
can't
kiss
Tell
her
"hol
on
gotta
check
my
wrist"
And
she
like
"hold
on
yea
i
really
like
this!"
If
u
wanna
dance
u
can
do
it
like
this
Ion
even
gotta
talk,
gotta
move
my
lips
She
wanna
talk
shit
now
wanna
diss
Yea
i
cant
cuff
a
thot
yea
i
can't
cuff
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