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I don't give a fuck if you don't like Me, but you gon' respect me. Brand new WAP at Accessories. If we get to drop, it get messy. Nigga play foul, blow every time like a referee. Go against the world if they test me. I got fire, ain't looking for no nigga to Protect me. Diamonds on me, she can tell my Bag real hefty. I've been doing better since my old bitch left Me. Since my old bitch left, I've been thumbing through Hundreds, that old bitch check. Every nigga around me, you know they gon' step. Killing all competition, we do it, no sweat. I had to cut them niggas off and turn A different page. Now baby ho up for a Boss, don't be a renegade. Them yellow diamonds been blinging off, look like Lemonade. And I ain't fucking no worthless bitch, I ain't getting paid. They say she don't wanna Work no more, she rather hit the blade. I can show you how to differ wrong so You can get some paper. Bitch, I'm the shit. I know you can't wait, see diamonds in my Face. Bitch, I'm no lick. You can't see this nine that's right here on My waist. You got one time to slip, and You won't see game, just walk away. Hell nah, I'm not no simp, I don't care About the tears I see on your face. Stay true to my religion, only thing we know Is getting paid. Man, I got tired of this One bitch, I sent that bitch across the state. How could I lose? I'm on the win, you Can't compete up in this race. She wanna fuck me 'cause I'm on, but she Just probably get a taste. And turn a bucket to a foreign and drop The top on the Wraith. I ain't never had Shit, who ever thought I'd make it this far? We spin, just spin they block, tried to run, But he ain't get far. We spin, just spin They block, he tried to run, but he ain't Get far. don't give a fuck if you don't Like me, but you gon' respect me. Brand new WAP at Accessories. If we get to drop, it get messy. Nigga play foul, blow every time like a referee. Go against the world if they test me. I got fire, ain't looking for no nigga to Protect me. Diamonds on me, she can tell my Bag real hefty. I've been doing better since my old bitch left Me. Yeah, left me, yeah. Since that old bitch Left me, I been copping cars, blowing bags, Buying bezels. The front center filled with metal, These other tempers, they failed them. You can't walk up in my jungle, we pressing 'em with a passion. 100 up in this clip, After I dump it, then I'ma pass it. A bully in training session, we catch 'em then We gon' bag 'em. We the reason that they Mad, they just be just clocking the bag. Yeah, my niggas fully active, the other side go All sad. Fuck school, I skip class. Fuck a bathroom pass. I was never good at math, but that bag I can add. Fuck the other side, we gon' Ride on 'em. a nigga die today, no cry For me, just slide for me. Bust you while You dying. And I ask God, oh, why? Oh, why? But this world so fucking tricky, it's A cold, cold life. Had some bitches in the past, but I can't Go back in time. She miss what we could've Had, she keep calling all the time. Hello? Yeah, hello nothing, bitch. Stop calling my phone hanging up. I don't give a fuck if you don't like Me, but you gon' respect me. Brand new WAP at Accessories. If we get to drop, it get messy. Nigga play foul, blow every time like a referee. Go against the world if they test me. I got fire, ain't looking for no nigga to Protect me. Diamonds on me, she can tell my Bag real hefty. I've been doing better since my old bitch left Me. I've been doing better since my old bitch left Me.
Baby Stone Gorillas, Zakee, Galaxy Atoms — I've Been Doin Better
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