d wade
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Up in the cut in dis hoe lookin lavish
Yo baddest hoe to me look average
You ain't even reach the playoffs
You really think that you the Mavericks
Logan Paul a maverick, seeing everything but a savage
Researching me he ain't Matt bitch
Damn
We finna get to the point like a mad bitch
Cut that bitch off cause she average
Causin' confusion out here like a famine
Who do you think that you are bitch?
Chop on my right finna eat up like ham bitch
What do I do with my left bitch?
He promise to me dat he finna want leverage
Ain't on that time want his neck bitch
(Pa, pa, pa, pa)
She told me she love me she told me she want love
Told her to eat dirt
Last thing i want is for a hoe to love me when i blow up like creeper
Choppa get hot when it start sprayin', fever
Blam huh blam huh
Yo hoe up on the uh cam
Finna hit em like Kankan
A verse gon cost bout ten band
Gon metamorph like Ben 10
Big bands on me like Ant-Man
Like small bands on you Ant-Man
LTG needa go get a ban man
Glock on me, my instrument
Yo hoe talkin' she intimate
You talk tough on the internet
I ain't drop inna minute you missin' it
Is he missin' yet?
Glock on my hand no hand to hand
Agent 47 wit a hitman
Change the climate it gon rain man
Three up on me no D. Wade
Talkin' that shit but he delayed
WoW wit a bitch it a big raid
Pull up to his block like it mayday
Distro check be bigger than yo payday
He gettin dropped like O next to TK
Talkin' on me but it all like he say, she say
Zai on his block on his Issei
There is no need for a replay
Uh
Up as the goat like im Pete P
That boy he aint married he chris paul
My shooter a lunatic, King Kong
We up at yo door, he gon ring a bell
The sounds that he hearin' like ding dong
Is she really yo end all be all
Im totin' a gun and it bout dis tall
Damn i've really seen all been all
You can call me sum like Leon
She told me she love me she told me she want love
Told her to eat dirt
Last thing i want is for a hoe to love me when i blow up like creeper
Choppa get hot when it start sprayin', fever
Blam huh blam huh
Yo hoe up on the uh cam
Finna hit em like Kankan
A verse gon cost bout ten band
Gon metamorph like Ben 10
Big bands on me like Ant-Man
Like small bands on you Ant-Man
LTG needa go get a ban man
Glock on me, my instrument
Yo hoe talkin' she intimate
You talk tough on the internet
I ain't drop inna minute you missin' it