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I'm the type of nigga
That will not shoot betta catch the fade
Made yo a** spend yo life inside
401k
I'm really finna make these niggas be my maid
Treat them like the opps
Go get the spray
I been living my life dinking minute-maid
You betta go find yo a** a nurse
You in need of aid
Baby ask me is she a snack
Yea bag of lays
I'm a Zoe the way we greet eachother
Is sap pasè
Go get a k
Go get a bag and stay away
I remember I always with
Made you contemplate
Made nigga really spooked
Had to hit the weights
Nah
Finna make em pay
Train a b**** to snitch on her nigga
Get her slayed
Hope my opps burn up in h***
Nap boule
I remember Ian get no sleep
Screaming Mezami
Can't approach b**** no mo
Nigga Should I creep?
Y'all a group screaming niggas ain't s***
TLC
When I walk I'm mc hammer
You can't touch me
When it comes to snitching call me John
Ian cena thing
Even if The gang got caught up in it
It was just me
Even though my fam gone get mad
Ian get blasted
But if I Eva do go down
KJ on your a**
I don't even got no friends
I think fam better
Cause loyalty is betta than love
Under any weather
Had to turn my heart Ice cold
Had to get a sweater
Solo made the 40 wipe yo nose
Like you under weather
Ye
Go get you sum
B**** you live in kcmo
You can't make me c**
Oh man y'all really finna hate me
Go get a drum
Nah
Nigga Run my ones
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