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BabyTron, I don't wanna be on no fan shit right now But bro, I literally ran up, probably like No federal shit, like fuckin' three-hundred K in my Ford Fusion Because I listen to your music every day I saw your scams, I fucking figured out about the punches I started trapping hard, just went fucking hard as shit, bro Love the hell out of you Can't wait to talk to you, man, I hope I can talk to you (MIA JAY C) (I hear you, JAY C), huh Cut into a bitch, like, "Hey, stink," what you on tonight? Turn my drank pink, it got my piss purple I got a shell up on my back, but I don't sip turtle DogShit Militia, watch them bullies and them spin circles, bitch We'll leave a snitch in the ditch, bitch Shit, I'm lookin' rich in my Ricks, bitch Told her, "Eat the dick, eat the uh, uh" Told her, "Eat the dick, eat thе dick, bitch" Up that fully on his ass and have him like, "Shit" Pull up with a hoodie and a mask, and havе him like, "Shit" I just blew a fifty strip in the mall, like, "Shit" Make him scramble out his pockets like he Mike Vick Wow, I could up nine hundred thou' Wow, I'm ridin' with a hundred rounds Wow, he was lackin', then they gunned him down Letras de cancionesWow, I just rolled a blunt of Wocky Uh-huh, I hear you Uh-uh-uh, nah, I don't fear you Lil' ho got a wide body, cut into her, let me steer you I know you hear security like, "Uh-uh-uh," won't let me near you I'ma do the, "Uh-huh" if the cops up in the rear view Fuck, my ho just brought me back a couple drops Fuck, walk around with, "Fah-fah-fah," I'm juggernaut Fuck, a couple shots ain't nothin', think his jumper hot Fuck, pause, but we gon' try to bust his top Sheesh, caught a play West, I'm flyin' East now, sheesh Hit they block, them boys beggin' for peace now, sheesh In the paint, I'm Kareem mixed with Hakeem and Embiid, sheesh Ah, hell nah Doggy bone finished, what the fuck I tell y'all? Ah, hell nah, this some fetty that I'm tryna sell y'all, this hell nah Ah, hell nah, yo' bitch in "Ah, hell nah" Bitch asked for somethin', I'ma ask her, can she smell, "Nah"? Woah, what the fuck? I'm rollin' up a— (Uh) Woah, what the fuck? I'm rollin' with the— (Uh) Woah, what the fuck? I'm pourin' up some— (Uh) Woah, what the fuck? He ain't show up in the clutch She know I only show up for the nuts, ah-ha He know we ain't finna throw us a punch, ah-ha Bitch, get down, I'm finna throw a round, haha Am I Joker? Am I Yung Joc? It's goin' down, ah-ha (Arf) DogShit Militia, when we 'round, you might hear "Arf" Hellkitty makin' noises, how the fuck it just go, "Arf"? Real deal pit', I don't talk, I don't even (Arf) Snakes in the grass, all I hear is, "Sss" If my Slatt catch his ass, you gon' hear a, "Sss" Diamondback with silencer, this lil' bitch sound like, "Sss" All these hoes go, "Sss-sss-sss-sss" I'm off a whippet, canister go, "Sss-sss-sss" No way, José These Christian Diors, I don't do the Dolce No way, José Kill my bitch and beat the body, OJ No way, José Slut tryna spend some time, I sent her, "OK" No way, José No way, José, no way, José, no way, José I don't even know, that's what I just told the cops Boy, you ain't even froze, that's what I just told his watch Boy, you don't even pour, you don't even score Boy, you don't even go when it's time to hit the road Let me check my AP, shit, it's time to get the lo', shit Let me check my AP, man, it's time to kick the door, shit Let me check my AP, man, it's time to hit the floor, shit Let me check my AP, couldn't even do it, it just hit the folks (Ah) I gotta sip it slow (Ah) I just poured a six, then four (Ah) How ironic, I'm on ten Take my last six backstage, like should I go on when? Let me get an extra minute, I'm thumbin' extra chicken I got extras (Uh) This a different texture (Uh) Come and get a tester (Uh) First night I blessed her (Uh) It's long live $cams From Letras Mania