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Aye fuck a pop up shop nigga Closet look like a pop up shop nigga Pop up, get popped nigga These niggas want bite, these niggas want mimic me Top down, I’m feeling like Kennedy She love me, I know that she love me, that’s literally I’m making the money, I make it deliberately I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want These niggas gon’ hate and try to belittle me Screenshottin’ my pics, I know that she feeling me She toppin’ me off, I tell her it tickle me I fuck on her once, no she can’t chill with me Don’t know what they want from the kid though Living life fast, but I sip slow Rolling a blunt, take it to the face Leave me alone on my V-lone I spend a check on my denim Y-3’s and Raf Simmons Human Made and Rick Owens Niggas actin’ like I owe ‘em, bitch Letras de cancionesThese niggas want bite, these niggas want mimic me Top down, I’m feeling like Kennedy She love me, I know that she love me, that’s literally I’m making the money, I make it deliberately I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I made sacrifices, I got vices This shit too legit, they gon’ have to bite it Hope they teeth break, fuck me ‘til her knees ache Keep pistols for Pete’s sake Never liked you cheapskates Take aim, I’m point blank range Always wanting money, not fame Always ran numbers, not game Eastside take my name 2007 in the Bape Y’all in it now, I can take that blame This for the city man, I’m just saying Put a thing in it, ain’t a nigga like the man These niggas want bite, these niggas want mimic me Top down, I’m feeling like Kennedy She love me, I know that she love me, that’s literally I’m making the money, I make it deliberately I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want I’m the one they want, they want From Letras Mania