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Uh-huh, yeah Yeah nigga, you's a Ayy Royce, you did it right here Yeah, nigga you's a bitch on some fucking FU shit Says you 'bout a bag, but that my crew shit And you totin' straps, but you will not use it And I been had that last ho that you hit They say I'm the man, but I been knew it You was tryna hit, but that bitch choosin' In a new whip and that shit movin' All I see is money so I'm never losin' Told that bitch give me sloppy dome, nigga Only popped a bean, and I pour up fours, nigga You can come at me, but I'll never fold, nigga We was out here gettin' shit, was in the cold, nigga We was 10 deep, tryna get a fuckin' belt I sat totin' ratchets, tryna kick into the door Pop a Xanny pill, now my shit going slow Knew this shit was over since my last fuckin' show Yeah, pop that seal, pour it, then I let that shit go We go with my niggas out here bangin' on the fours Bitches love to see how my rose shit glow Hittin' on my phone, better let yo' bitch know Yeah, nigga you's a bitch on some fucking FU shit Says you 'bout a bag, but that my crew shit And you totin' straps, but you will not use it And I been had that last ho that you hit They say I'm the man, but I been knew it You was tryna hit, but that bitch choosin' In a new whip and that shit movin' All I see is money so I'm never losin' Posted with my niggas and we quick to let it spray I hate when niggas frontin', cause that shit be lookin'- Ride around the city with two bitches from the A I just copped some Gucci shit, went paired off with Ye I was a young nigga, out with a pole, nigga You wanna lean, we pour up fours nigga What do you mean? You was a bro, nigga What do you mean? We gettin' dough, nigga I was outside runnin' my bands up Dollars, we done ran up Last year got my fans up This year I'm the man, uh I be posted in the trap with my Glock 4 They say I'm up next like I didn't know We just blew a check on some rose gold Stop it with that fake shit, it's gettin' old Yeah, nigga you's a bitch on some fucking FU shit Says you 'bout a bag, but that my crew shit And you totin' straps, but you will not use it And I been had that last ho that you hit They say I'm the man, but I been knew it You was tryna hit, but that bitch choosin' In a new whip and that shit movin' All I see is money so I'm never losin'
Writer(s): Lathan Moses Stanley Echols, Royce David Pearson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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