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Redeye
FattMack
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, on God
Pull up in a Redeye, -, I do the dash in it
She want me to f- her raw, that make me wanna wear a jimmy
I pay my brother, get a lotta sentence, she want me to sign her -
She want me to fix her heart, the - I look like, Bob the Builder? (Yeah)
I'm a different type of -, -, I came from rags to riches (yeah)
I only f- on nines and tens, I do not like ratchet -
This lil' - had so much -, I can't lie, I had to hit it (yeah)
Bro got off them Xans and caught a hat, then woke up, couldn't remember (yeah)
It's two - fightin' over me, whoever win come with me
I'm gettin' way too high, I might OD, I really love prescriptions
If you ever have to stretch a -, you better stretch the witness
'Cause that's who gon' go tell on you
I got on Margielas, but it was days I ain't have - shoes
I told my - can't no one take her spot because I - with you
I know that - fake, she say she love me, yeah, I bet you do
-, you love any - in position to take care of you
So I don't give a - 'bout you
Pull up in a Redeye, -, I do the dash in it
She want me to f- her raw, that make me wanna wear a jimmy
I pay my brother, get a lotta sentence, she want me to sign her -
She want me to fix her heart, the - I look like, Bob the Builder? (Yeah)
I'm a different type of -, -, I came from rags to riches (yeah)
I only f- on nines and tens, I do not like ratchet -
This lil' - had so much -, I can't lie, I had to hit it (yeah)
Bro got off them Xans and caught a hat, then woke up, couldn't remember