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Jacoby trosclair
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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
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