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Mike WiLL Made-It, SahBabii
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I'm rocking out like Ozzy Osbourne
Ima shoot my shot, even if I got a high point
Creative player ass nigga
Need to buy some my points
Bitch nigga, doing bitch shit proving my point
Ion expect shit from nobody, ima grind for it
Oh you wanna play today, guess what I got time for it
On a nigga neck, they found his ass without a spinal cord
Dig ya partner up and then display him like a dinosaur
Stop drop and roll in dis bitch I'm on fire
Said he took something from me
Polygraph him he a liar
Turn they hoes to paparazzi, photographing we outside
Wrote my name on her pussy, autograph between her thighs
Nigga say he got beef, I'm like do it come with fries?
I'm not James I can't Bond with these hoes
Dey be spy's
She got good tongue but the bitch a snake she disguised
All my niggas they gon slide, they go ride, we go rise
Always outnumbered, always the underdog
Niggas tried to jump me, had to get the guns involved
Respect earned nigga, I'm standing firm nigga
I ain't never ran, pull up on smoke like Worm nigga
I'm rocking out like Ozzy Osbourne
Ima shoot my shot, even if I got a high point
Creative player ass nigga
Need to buy some my points
Bitch nigga, doing bitch shit proving my point
Ion expect shit from nobody, ima grind for it
Oh you wanna play today, guess what I got time for it
On a nigga neck, they found his ass without a spinal cord
Dig ya partner up and then display him like a dinosaur
It's, it's
It's my time, it's my time I been waiting too long
Can't no nigga tell me shit, I got this shit on my own
Chopsticks on all my brothers we make egg foo young
Dog shit no kitty litter I brought my mamma a home
Clown ass nigga ain't no bitch had ever tell me she gone
Can't jump no fence, stay on my side they right went totally wrong
At the top, nigga don't ask what floor we on
When something feeling off niggas already knowing what we on
I'm in London, making bread pockets full of scones
Eighty pointers, old school he got killed with stones
Nicknamed his bitch Soul food, she like neck bones
I got partners doing life, having sex with phones
Ima real deal mobster something like Al Capone
It get real vicious I'm a pitbull not a Labrador
He a whole bitch before we walk in ima grab the door
I'm bout action no talking you can have the floor
It's my time, it's my time I been waiting too long
Can't no nigga tell me shit, I got this shit on my own
Chopsticks on all my brothers we make egg foo young
Dog shit no kitty litter I brought my mamma a home
Clown ass nigga ain't no bitch had ever tell me she gone
Can't jump no fence, stay on my side they right went totally wrong
At the top, nigga don't ask what floor we on
When something feeling off niggas already knowing what we on
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