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And im like yeah If I said fuck you then its fuck you that's how I said You cuffing that bitch you aint gone stop until you dead I can't get this fucking money out my head I can't get this fucking money out my hand Jump in that water by myself, got betrayed by most my peers And I know that you don't love me like you say just keep it real Im off the x early morning, Percocet pills Took that hoe from out that rust bucket, put her on my rear Pussy niggas gone get killed, don't get trippy off them pills Don't claiming that you love me when you know that shit aint real Don't be round having them mixed emotions, bitch you gone get stepped on You know that you aint teflon, yeah And I can't make this up You can't hit what's in my cup Bitches hoes, they wanna fuck Brodie in a stolen truck You know just how I got these bucks Tryna get a hundred mill, since young as fuck was paying bills Im running it up, don't give a fuck these niggas out of luck I smoke that doju til im stuck, these hoes see me get struck Hit up JT when im in Houston, we tryna run it And it don't make no sense how I fall back and I play tint, damn I aint wanna hurt you But I still did I don't wanna cross you But I will admit it When im mad I get to flashing, they gone say im tripping I aint wanna hurt you But I still did it Roll me up one, pour me up one Bae it makes me feel better Never would I, never could I trust her but I still love her Aint gone stop until you dead huh 30 popper gang and you know what im saying And im like yeah If I said fuck you then its fuck you that's how I said You cuffing that bitch you aint gone stop until you dead I can't get this fucking money out my head I can't get this fucking money out my hand Jump in that water by myself, got betrayed by most my peers And I know that you don't love me like you say just keep it real Im off the x early morning, Percocet pills Took that hoe from out that rust bucket, put her on my rear Pussy niggas gone get killed, don't get trippy off them pills Don't claiming that you love me when you know that shit aint real Don't be round having them mixed emotions, bitch you gone get stepped on You know that you aint teflon, yeah
Writer(s): Jacoby Trosclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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