I Told Em
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I Told Em
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All we do is flex on that steroids
Bitch, watch that money stretch.
Never knew nothing, now I'm stuntin 'cause I'm on
Probably turned around and he asked me where I'm gone
I told
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes.
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes.
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
I been gone off that liquor, I made it by that figures
Got my main bitch my top bat,
My good batch I got that
I want that, I cop that,
My money good I don't hide that.
Got grip on my lap and my roof on my back
Strap from the east to the west side.
Clip on my lap, fuck boys idea
Spin your stash like high
On these draws I whip.
And them cars I don't test drive,
I strap by my bed side,
I dump off like bed time,
Balls I get headshot.
Straight on top my doll lick off shot,
Talk chopper sound nigga, lift up the whole block.
All we do is flex on that steroids
Bitch, watch that money stretch.
Never knew nothing, now I'm stuntin 'cause I'm on
Probably turned around and he asked me where I'm gone
I told
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes.
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes.
I don't care a sound let the sweetest sound I ever heard
I ain't talking about no cause, I ain't talking about no kilos,
Where I'm from just don't phrase, I ain't no motherfucker hero
My shades up my tare's up, my toes down, my head's up,
I ain't never put my legs up, my team's strong, my brick's up.
My drug dealers pimp killers, all up in here,
Chillers call dealer I be all up in here.
Ain't real niggas show me how to move and learn all
Now I get money fast, watch you niggas burn slow.
Talk boys we marley, them hoes be loving,
Just a bunch of young niggas thugging.
All we do is flex on that steroids
Bitch, watch that money stretch.
Never knew nothing, now I'm stuntin 'cause I'm on
Probably turned around and he asked me where I'm gone
I told
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes.
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes,
Fuck away from these niggas,
Fuck away from these hoes.
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