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James Davis
James Davis
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Elijah Davis
Elijah Davis
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Found out that my mama was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money Shit, I don't care if she don't care, hahaha Yesterday, my mom found out I was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money So I don't care if she don't care, just keep them Perkies comin' You unaware I got it on me, run up, .40 drummin' Where you at, ayy Run it back, bae Get the sack, chase This a drag, race Where you at, ayy Run it back, bae Get the sack, chase This a drag, race Yesterday, my mom found out I was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money So I don't care if she don't care, just keep them Perkies comin' You unaware I got it on me, run up .40 drummin' Listen up, hey I was in the cut with the semi tucked High as a bitch, I really feel like throwing up Perkies, more lean, we be pourin' up 10k for a show, or I ain't showin' up I know life's a bitch, I'm really startin' to like her Ain't tryin' to argue, I'm a lover, not a fighter I keep it on me, I'm a shooter, not a fighter I date the devil, she gon' set my heart on fire (Fire, fire) Yesterday, my mom found out I was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money So I don't care if she don't care, just keep them Perkies comin' You unaware I got it on me, run up, .40 drummin' Yesterday, my mom found out I was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money So I don't care if she don't care, just keep them Perkies comin' You unaware I got it on me, run up, .40 drummin' I love Klonopins, I love Klonopins Yesterday I even went up on a Perc binge Baby, I might throw, she took this shit off the hinges Love is relentless, my shit demented Yeah, it all depends, yeah, it all depends Cashed out yesterday on a Perc binge My shit relentless, her love is senseless This makes no sense, oof That shit don't make no sense, oof I might go and take his bitch I pretend I don't got feelings but I really do though Pop a Xan' on Pluto Kick that shit like judo Bitch I need a few hoes I've got more than one Cupid shootin' at me Yeah, he got a gun Really tryna' catch me But Im not the one, Im not the one Keep that heat up on my hip just like the Sun I'ma ball just like OKC Thunder Shit up on my ex, bitch, she gon' need a plunger Pull up and I'm flexin' like Terry Crews somethin' Feel like Future, Drake or somethin' Jamming, jamming, jamming I know that these niggas hate on me, ha, yeah I made this bitch, she weight on me Eating good, you know you don't need to replace her She called me everything except sober, she invite me over Marching through my heart, bitch you lookin' like a soldier Don't got no composure, nah, no composure Don't got no composure, yeah, no composure Bad bitch hit my phone and told me that it was over Marching on my heart, I swear these bitches like some soldiers Don't got no composure, nah, no composure Don't got no composure, nah, no composure She took my soul, then she put it in a poster She ain't really lovin' me, that bitch is a poser Don't got no composure, nah, no composure Don't got no composure, nah, no composure I know that these bitches don't love me for real, wait I know that I love em', I'm in love with the pills Crack the ceil' with the Percocets, narcotics Make her suck my dick and talk, I call that hard fines All my niggas ballin' hard, bitch, I'm hard body Listen to love Sosa, damn, that's that all mighty I've got five Molly's, I'm off five Molly's If my brotha' down to ride, he got five bodies Run up on me, suicide, that's a new hobbie (mumbling) -fuck her, hotel lobby I'ma send her to the fucking hotel lobby They're tryna' stop me I'm finna' speak some facts If my girl really found out that i really Fucked a Stripper that I met that was hittin' me on Snapchat Had to hit her up, told her "Come through the back, back" Hit her from the back, she don't know how to act, act Miss 2013 I was pouring up that act, act Losing my composure, no composure She looking for love, bitch, I'm looking for closure My heart on a poster, yeah, I post her They don't want no smoke, even though they claim they smoke Codeine in my cup, ain't no [?], aye Told your bitch that she should come over I get so high, ain't no lows I put my dick in yo' ho', ball like a pro Taking drugs I've been asleep all day My depression it stays, always I remember back up in hallways Hoes wasn't tryna' give me foreplay Bet they tell me that I'm up next, ayy 3k for the watch, bitch, no Andre Yeah I keep a Glock, bitch, fuck away from me Life's a gamble, I pay the play Took a trip to LA Got a bitch from the bay Yeah, I call her "my bae" I got a couple of baes Got a couple of K's Run up one to the face Roll it up, get erased All my niggas get money, I told you that did i say? I'ma ball till' I fall out Fuck work, had to call out Fuck Xan's, I'm on Perc's now Throw a band, watch it twerk out Pray to God that it works out Pray to God that it works out Fuck the Xan's, I'm on Perc's now I'm a king, bitch, bow down, yeah I don't like relationships, they stressing Drugs the only thing that never stresses me Just impresses me, and caresses me Women, they the devil, they tryna finesse me Picasso with it, that's a masterpiece Ain't no limits to my shit, I feel like Master P Ain't no limit on my shoe, run up I'm blastin', uh Prolly' fuck that bitch in the backseat Fuck a Uber, put her in the taxi Turn that nigga party to a fucking track meet Flexin' on my ex, she looking like an athlete Out the money up, I'm feeling like a math-geek Told that bitch to suck my dick I kick her out, my dick in her mouth You run up on me then I'm shooting you down, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck that bitch, I kicked her out What you about? You run up on me then I'm shooting you down, yeah, yeah, yeah Told her that she don't compute, she don't compare Put Balenciaga on my underwear Keep that gun on me, I'm never scared His life at risk, nigga, I never cared You get blicked up, ballin' like a pick-up Truck a nigga, no pick-up Fuck them niggas, I'on like 'em These hoes, wouldn't wife them We just Lil Yatchy them hoes We gon' one night them I was in the party, Molly geeking No Xanny, I don't like to sleep, and I'm still Codeinin' I'll be Leanin', mix it with the Molly babe, so I ain't feinin' (Mix it with the Molly babe, so I ain't feinin') Yesterday my mom found out I was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money So I don't care if she don't care, just keep them Perkies comin' You unaware I got it on me, run up, .40 drummin' Yesterday, my mom found out I was a junkie But she don't care, 'cause I'm over here gettin' all this money So I don't care if she don't care, just keep them Perkies comin' You unaware I got it on me, run up, .40 drummin'
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