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b*tch, I ain't scared of nobody, I'm known to say that in your face Ayy, you talk about what you gon' do to me, that's all that I'll take, ayy Shawty bite down, I'll break a n*gga heart so fast with an evil ass face Get some money, lots of hitters, pop a n*gga like a Skittle Love killers, them the n*ggas I date, ayy You don't want no war with me, you talkin', b*tch, you fu', ayy You don't want no war with me, my b*tch, she with it too, ayy You don't want no static, b*tch, we see you, girl, you through Better go grab your shoes, better pray you make it out Swung, hit that b*tch with two Drippin', flexin', call that b*tch interconnection I swing first, ho, please don't test me Just look like this, I swear I'm reckless On gang, I fold up, put her in the dresser C's, throw up, n*gga, you a peasant Big bills right on the Tesla Dissin' my homie then tell 'em be careful I ain't go to school, rich dropout Right to the mans like what get clocked out Big ass purse with a Glock up in VLONE You was talkin' cheese, 'bout the bread, that's a feet long Bet up on my n*gga, told that n*gga go and get gone Can't give a n*gga my line, tell that n*gga hit my flipphone You talkin' what? Don't get fussed up This dog ass n*gga wanna buck-buck? b*tch, I ain't scared of nobody, I'm known to say that in your face Ayy, you talk about what you gon' do to me, that's all that I'll take, ayy Shawty bite down, I'll break a n*gga heart so fast with an evil ass face Get some money, lots of hitters, pop a n*gga like a Skittle Love killers, them the n*ggas I date, ayy You don't want no war with me, you talkin', b*tch, you fu', ayy You don't want no war with me, my b*tch, she with it too, ayy You don't want no static, b*tch, we see you, girl, you through Better go grab your shoes, better pray you make it out Swung, hit that b*tch with two If I'm swingin' on that b*tch, she ain't buckin' sh*t I drop my feelings in the Fanta, b*tch, I'm drinkin' that sh*t Smokin' on exotic, that's that dog, you not hittin' my sh*t One too many b*tches don't want no smoke, who off a pill in this b*tch? Who wanna drill in this b*tch? Who gon' get killed in this b*tch? Who first to squeal in this b*tch? Chopper at his neck, he deep in this sh*t Boy, be quiet, that b*tch gon' lie to you These n*ggas not proud of you Bad b*tches like Betty Boo Killin' these hoes first thing on my schedule Tryna f*ck a n*gga with a lot of legal weapons b*tch, I ain't scared of nobody, I'm known to say that in your face Ayy, you talk about what you gon' do to me, that's all that I'll take, ayy Shawty bite down, I'll break a n*gga heart so fast with an evil ass face Get some money, lots of hitters, pop a n*gga like a Skittle Love killers, them the n*ggas I date, ayy You don't want no war with me, you talkin', b*tch, you fu', ayy You don't want no war with me, my b*tch, she with it too, ayy You don't want no static, b*tch, we see you, girl, you through Better go grab your shoes, better pray you make it out Swung, hit that b*tch with two