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Yeah, I been smoking doja
Fuck that bitch and kick her out I thought I told ya
I been riding with gang, them niggas is some soldiers
You talk down on JD, bitch you know it's over
Nah I can't hold ya, we them niggas gon get reckless when we older
Me and my niggas, they be wildin, we fasho up
Met that hoe and we was in there, got my load off
We them ones, yeah, that be winning take a hold off
Yeah, you know it's over when I walk in that hoe
I'm on the stage with the stick at the show
Try to play with gang, I'm blickin' that hoe
Your bitch, she really too fye with the throat
And I do not see why you not letting her go
And your bitch all on me for the riches
I kick to the curb and tell her go fuck on my bros
Goddammit, I lost my brother, shit ain't been the same for me
And I know that nigga won't pop shit, because I know he scared of me
Gotta keep that fye when I walk
Niggas tryna take my whole life from me
And I gotta keep racks in my pocket, bitch I go shopping faithfully
And I'll still love you regardless, together or we not
All the fucking and fighting, nigga that shit gotta stop
Nigga love to talk shit on the net
Ain't got a thing close to what I got
Man, this hoe doing too much
Thinking she on lock, but this hoe a thot
Yeah, I been smoking doja
Fuck that bitch and kick her out I thought I told ya
I been riding with gang, them niggas is some soldiers
You talk down on JD, bitch you know it's over
Nah I can't hold ya, we them niggas gon get reckless when we older
Me and my niggas, they be wildin, we fasho up
Met that hoe and we was in there, got my load off
We them ones, yeah, that be winning take a hold off



Авторы: Juan Bush



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