Текст песни Still - Lud Foe
Fuck
nigga
I
ain't
really
with
that
rap
beef
I'm
from
where
they
clap
heat,
think
this
shit
sweet?
My
young
niggas
off
them
pills,
on
that
bullshit
My
daddy
told
me
never
leave
the
house
without
a
full
clip
I
heard
niggas
dissing
on
my
name,
cuz
I
got
some
fame
Close
range,
bullets
hit
yo
face,
it
won't
look
the
same
Snitching
on
yo
mans,
heard
you're
wired
up
We
pop
up
with
them
Glocks,
hit
yo
block,
leave
it
fired
up
Run
with
the
pigs,
you
get
hog
tied
up
Have
my
mask
on,
left
no
evidence,
fuck
a
lineup
Dope
P's,
say
my
dope
strong,
make
they
heart
buss
Young
nigga,
I
got
more
cream
than
a
Starbucks
Diamonds
on
my
motherfucking
neck
like
a
starburst
I'm
a
player,
I
could
pimp
a
hoe,
make
her
heart
hurt
Riding
30"
forgiatos,
bitch
we
call
em
skrts
Big
bag
on
ya
lil
head,
run
off
with
that
work
Bitch
bad
and
she
super
thick,
and
she
got
that
work
Hit
ya
block,
sideways,
put
this
Bentley
on
the
curb
We
hit
ya
block,
Broad
day,
leave
a
nigga
on
the
curb
Fuck
nigga
tryna
beef
with
me,
when
he
from
the
burbs
I
still
keep
my
steal,
still
off
a
pill
I'm
still
Lil
Will,
and
I
still
do
the
drill
I
don't
drip
bitch
I
spill
Fuck
nigga
what's
the
deal?
I
never
signed
a
deal,
still
worth
a
couple
mill
Mom's
still
praying
for
me
cuz
her
son
in
the
field
Boy
you
say
that
that's
yo
mans,
get
in
that
jam,
he
gone
squeal
Got
some
young
hot
niggas
and
they
ain't
got
no
chill
I
been
flexing
on
these
broke
niggas,
tell
me
how
you
feel
In
Miami
running
with
the
Haitans
Bitch
we
llama'd
up
Hit
the
mall,
fuck
it
up,
bitch
I'm
comma'd
up
You
want
beef,
like
the
DJ,
bitch
I'm
drama'd
up
We
kick
ya
door
with
duct
tape,
gift
wrap
ya
mama
up
Why
these
niggas
hating
on
me?
Cuz
I'm
styling
I
be
wilding,
my
diamonds
blue
like
an
island
I
be
balling,
these
fuck
niggas,
they
be
fouling
Pull
up
Ferrari,
these
bitches
blush,
they
be
smiling
Riding
with
this
Mac
on
the
side
on
me
I'm
tryna
fight
these
demons
inside
of
me
Motherfuck
the
judge
cuz
I
know
she
tired
of
me
You
ain't
a
killer
nigga
who
you
tryna
be
I
got
this
long
nose
.44,
I
call
it
Robo
Clown
ass,
dissing
in
yo
raps,
you's
a
Bozo
We
let
these
bullets
fly,
aim
high,
nigga
duck
low
My
plug
send
me
drugs,
and
I
sell
it
by
the
boat
load
My
yellow
bitch
ass
fat,
and
she
got
that
work
Hit
the
club,
VIP,
with
my
pistol
in
her
purse
I'm
the
plug,
I
got
what
you
need,
what
you
wanna
purch'
Smoking
weed,
it
ain't
got
no
seeds,
you
be
smoking
dirt
Like
a
BBQ,
stakeout,
I
have
my
niggas
on
alert
Remember
hitting
Frank's
now
I'm
taxing
niggas
for
a
verse
Back
in
the
day,
when
I
was
broke
I
would've
snatched
a
purse
I'm
a
lose
screw,
get
a
check,
like
it
was
the
first
Fuck
a
bitch,
then
I
fuck
her
friend,
you
know
I'm
a
flirt
Call
my
phone,
I
ain't
pick
it
up,
now
her
feelings
hurt
I'm
blowing
strong,
kush
my
cologne,
I
be
smoking
Earth
Them
hollowtips
demolish
yo
bones,
boy
these
bullets
hurt
Pornstar,
she
got
on
thongs,
I
like
how
she
twerk
That's
a
foreign
car,
left
right
that
wheel,
make
it
SKRT
SKRT
Trapping
out
that
bando
we
got
soft
and
hard
work
I
can't
stop,
made
it
to
the
top,
it
took
hard
work
Fuck
nigga
do
something
Fix
ya
face
nigga
FN,
pencil
led
bullets,
I'll
erase
niggas
Alien,
I
be
when
them
outer
space
killas
If
you
ain't
talking
about
no
money
won't
conversate
with
ya
We
lawnmower,
cut
your
grass
if
you
a
snake
nigga
I'm
harpo,
beat
that
pussy
like
I'm
a
slave
nigga
Tomorrow,
it
ain't
promised,
I'm
a
today
nigga
And
I
fucked
her
but
I
can't
promise
her
I'ma
stay
with
her
Lucked
up,
got
fucked
up,
he
was
a
brave
nigga
I'm
a
young
nigga,
I'm
not
a
rapper
bitch
I'm
a
grave
digger
I'm
a
kingpin,
I
cruise
in
a
Benz,
cuz
I'm
a
drug
dealer
My
Nina
Ross,
that
bitch
a
boss,
I
buss
a
nut
with
her
1 Young Nigga
2 Bout Shit
3 One of a Kind
4 It's the Truth
5 Come 4 Me
6 Trap House
7 Suicide
8 Direct Messages
9 You Ain't Never
10 Trap Star
11 Scars
12 I Ain't Heard
13 Still
14 Neva Had Shit
15 What's Good
16 Wat It Do
17 Mo Money, Mo Problems
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