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  • C

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Verse 1
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You're freaking
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You're a flipper
Yeah
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Whoa, all kinds of shit
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(You think you know me)
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Weed, crack, and dope
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Da- damn, Peggy! (I feel fucking terrible,
um)
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All I need is rest
Verse 2
F
(throw up)
I am uncontested (nah, don't), how
can I confess this?
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Watch how I finesse ('bout a
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hundred bands)
How you so invested? This
can't be your best
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'Cause, I am not impressed
F
(I must have fuckin' stanned)
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Bullets through my body,
I'm a different shawty
You my favorite mess
(Every time I come around,
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it's like you dump the bands)
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Bitch, I'm never pressed, oh
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Keep a fresh

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Verse 3
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F
Bic (eee), ride
down 86 (eee), hit!
Roll deep like the ket
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F
Bitch, I'm (smoke)
Too fly in the whip, hit!
C
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Fake news, we ain't pressed
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Is it safe now? Got my trey pound
'Case a bitch wanna test,
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yeet!
(Okay team,
follow my command)
F
Yeet! Work hard
(I'm 'bout to yeet on
these niggas!)
Work, work (i feel like I'm about
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A
F
to throw up)
Yeet, yeet
Work hard, twerk hard
Twenty- six, no kids,
A
yeah (tears!)
F
Talk shit, back it up
No fades, throw shade,
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whole game a damn mess (yeet)
Ayy, fuck the cappin'
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Look, no stress, I'm vexed
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A
What the fuck is my appearance?
(What's he sayin'?)
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F
I keep a ratchet (I keep a ratchet)
G
F
Am
I like 'em yesjulz moanin' like a actress
F
(damn, that's a- , actress)
Am
Ain't got no standards (nah), I'm
F
kinda passive (right, young)
Rich swann, we gon' cash
in (we gon' cash in)
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Dust off the ratchets
(ratchet, ratchet)
F
We got some action (they got
some ratch)
I'm on the main line (oh!), I'm
tryna catch 'em (okay!)
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Look, I
Verse 4
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A
wish, I wish a nigga would, man
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Look, I wish a nigga would try to test me
I wish a nigga would go against me
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I'm a thug,
F
G
I don't play with no rap beef
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F
Fuck around, end up on a backstreet
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And I done cried so many times
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Look, man
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I wish, whoosh, whoosh
Verse 5
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I wish a nigga would try to test me
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I wish a nigga would go get me
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I'm a thug,
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I don't play with no rap beef
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Fuck around, end up on the backstreet
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And I done cried so many times
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I done did so many crimes
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(don't kill me)
No time, y'all gassed up
F
for the new line, uh
I'll make a nigga cry at his own pad
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I'll make a nigga cry for his dead dad
A
I'll make a nigga cry for his fat wife
F
I'll make a nigga cry for-
I'll make a nigga cry for help
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I'll make a nigga cry for himself (thug tears!)
Outro 1
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