Why you mad?
I got a bag bro
Name hot in these streets
No Tabasco
But I’m sauced up
That’s a fact yo
And if you think I’m frontin
You can run it back yo
Go and run it back
You know that I run it
Everything you wanna do
I already done it
And I got little boo
Tellin me she love me
I got this one that one
Damn it’s gon be a long night
I told shorty drop it for a real one
Go ahead and pop it lemme feel some
Do it for the boy who got a bag now
Movie star money makin everybody act out
I don’t lie to these women
If I want em then I tell em
Don’t get fly for these women
I was born with these propellers
All my haters can not beat me
So I call em acappellas
See I’m only gettin better
You only gettin jealous
You know that I run it
Everything you wanna do
I already done it
And I got little boo
Tellin me she love me
I got this one that one
Damn it’s gon be a long night
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