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Pull me out the pocket when a million bitches Callin', she won't make it 'til it's poppin', make Her pop like it's poppin' I'm the dick to This bitch, tell that bitch she ain't shit me I do not have no fear of you, I Fuck with no monarchy No, we are tryna get My bands, two kids tryna rescue bands No, they Tryna fuck my money up, so I been tryna Break these legs I cannot fuck for free, so I gotta charge a fee Check my text game With me, I got these bitches pregnant The brothers Fuckin' with me, she said was hard for me Just on the road, my fucking cash up in These hoes Fuckin' with on the top, I need These numbers they head I'ma fuck what I just Said, I keep these fiends off my time I Got drugs at the crib, smoke pills with the Twerk Keep a pistol on my dick, put your Bitch on my dick She know that's for the Bands So I leave that bitch out, Hate when I'm gone, man Pull up on Fox, Yeah, hell from the Tell my guys, "Get the Shit," yeah, hell to my niggas Watch the city Lit, blow a hundred in your face Automatic bitch Spray, I hit the bitch on the ground Fuck Up the static, yeah, automatic I'm on that shit, But what are you on? Talkin' shit I tell Her, your ass up," I fuck with no bullshit DJ turn the dial bring the shit to Baby, Need a bitch to smoke, my dick back to The test I want some fuckin' vibes up, where I pull fuckin' your best She know we my Bitch, I put manic up another level Keep my Drugs inside my body, conversation with the devil Don't get to kick keep it with the kids And with the pistol for protection, need that like You holdin' shit Feelin' with a killer, look, The pocket hold nobody close Put my drugs camera, Take that down and I'm Out this ho Suck The Dick In the club like a fish, really smoke I Had a dime for a dime, niggas livin' free They got credit, cash in your hand, It make me hot I'm flexin' like my name Is in the hall of fame, they give me More mo' This a fever, I got the swag, Let the bitch get clapped I'm a star, These niggas wanna roll for that bag Give me Like I'm a loop, anybody that you can lose Count the loot when You keep it up 'til They bring through pullin' the that bitch it burn, Everybody gettin' digits and the beats at the same Time heat, I'ma keep it to the Figure, Nigga
SE11EC — STARLIGHT
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