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Still Ain't Finished
FattMack
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ThereGoMarcus
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, Fatt, Fatt
Ay, I come and give my all, it ain't enough to make me fire back on these drugs
Year after year, I lost my love, we poppin' bottles in the club
I ain't here to take one puff, nigga, this is that za, I'm throwin' up
I shoot my problems under the rug if I can't see them then they ain't here
Yeah, I turned 19, I got rich
I shoot this bitch and I'm gon' flex
Yeah, she so fine, she know I'm gon' hit
Nigga, don't come ask me about your bitch
I could've bought this bitch in cash
I paid in whole to start my credit
Yeah, come bounce that ass
Her boyfriend mad, I give her back soon as I'm finished
I'ma pop my shit until I'm dead
I know they mad to see me winning
Yeah, I leave the dealership, I do the dash 'cause I ain't rent this bitch
Yeah, you told me you don't fuck with me no more, bitch, oh, really?
Uh, I ain't worried about no ho, I don't have emotions, I don't really read
Ay, I'm paying to get 'em waxed
I'm pushing a Caddy, now I wreck this bitch
Ay, fuck going this for this
I'm hitting, I got that switch for this
Ay, I'm pouring it up, this stone like Greek
Grab a Perc' and fuck this ho up so thick
Ay, lil' case be clapping, the Glock 'til it click
Nigga talk about he shot, but he shot, he miss
He can't handle his Drac', that lil' bitch got some kick
I'ma fuck a lil' hoe and get out of there quick
Ay, you know I'm getting that green like Oak
I mean what I say, I say what I mean
Make his ass call all his folks
He ain't talking no more when I hit at his throat
Had to mute a lil' ho, I get up and go
I ain't running from nothing, I get up and score
Where the fuck is you going? I'm getting up close
He was talking that shit, but he ain't no more, he can't
Ay, I'm smoking point dead opps, I got round to lay my Drac'
Ay, you had your chance, you missed it
Bitch, I know you sick, I know you faint
What the fuck I look like trying to save a ho?
You ain't no saint
You come and give my all, it ain't enough
It make me fall back on these drugs
Year, after year, I lost my love
We popping bottles in the club
I inhale and take one puff
Nigga, this that za, I'm throwing up
Yeah, I sweep my problems under the rug
If I can't see 'em, they ain't there
Yeah, I turned 19, I got rich
I shoot this bitch and I'm gon' flex
Yeah, she so fine, she know I'm gon' hit
Nigga, don't come ask me about your bitch
I could've bought this bitch in cash
I paid in whole to start my credit
Come bounce that ass
Her boyfriend mad, I give her back soon as I'm finished