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Outtatown but we never out of money Star Boy, you're my hero Loesoe going crazy Yeah, I know she don't like me, she wanna fuck 'cause I got cash, yeah This bitch just focus on me, need to focus on the bag, yeah These niggas, they do what I do, they stealin' my moves, they stealin' my swag, yeah You know that I'm clutchin' a tool, I'm ready to shoot, I can't go out sad, yeah I fuck her then give her the boot, you bought her some shoes, you bought her a bag, yeah You know I stay clutchin' a tool, I point it at you and ask where them racks at Said we went to the same middle school, I don't give a fuck, lil' bitch, where that cash at? You was flexin', you thought it was cool, boy, give that shit up, I'm takin' your backpack Ayy, yeah, give that shit up, I'm takin' your backpack I'm fuckin' your bitch, she throw up the gang, she got that boy mad mad He want smoke 'bout a bitch, he want smoke 'bout a ho, he want smoke 'bout a nat-nat I just fuck on that bitch and I'm letting her go, you can have that ho back, back I just bought a K and I'm lettin' it blow, I just got a beam and a scope attached If a nigga try me then I'm letting it go, if he reach for my chain I'ma blast Leave a nigga dead like I just stole his drugs, I swear this gon' be your last laugh Swear these niggas be lame, swear these niggas be broke, swear these niggas steady need a bath And I can't get caught lackin' so I keep a pole These niggas be acting, these niggas need a movie role I really be high as fuck, really be rockin' these shows and fucking these hoes They see me on IG and see me on Twitter but I swear these niggas don't know me Letras de cancionesYeah, I know she don't like me, she wanna fuck 'cause I got cash, yeah This bitch just focus on me, need to focus on the bag, yeah These niggas, they do what I do, they stealin' my moves, they stealin' my swag, yeah You know that I'm clutchin' a tool, I'm ready to shoot, I can't go out sad, yeah I fuck her then give her the boot, you bought her some shoes, you bought her a bag, yeah You know I stay clutchin' a tool, I point it at you and ask where them racks at Said we went to the same middle school, I don't give a fuck, lil' bitch, where that cash at? You was flexin', you thought it was cool, boy, give that shit up, I'm takin' your backpack (Yeah) From Letras Mania