LYRICS
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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayyI kept it silent the whole time (ayy)I ain't never, ever play both sides (ayy)East side nigga 'bout gunfire (ayy)Pull up in a van and the door slide (ayy)We ain't never throwin' no white flag (straight up)Gotta get smoke when the bros die (straight up)They gon' spin till the car hot (straight up)Don't call my phone till some ho dieNew maybach, I don't need no keyI was in the dirt, you didn't believe in meMy attention span too shortDon't wait for pussy, you teasin' meBad lil' vibe, she pleasin' meSpend a whole m, yeah, easilyI get the cash and put it up fastI think I got jb in meEdge of the bed, she sit up (ayy)Suckin' on me till she got hiccups (yeah)Back in the day I did stickups (ayy)Favorite hotbox was a pick up (yeah)Say you want smoke, don't pick us (21)Face shot, now you can't get up (21)Count a lot gang, nigga, shut up (21)We known for shootin' shit the fuck up (21)Hundred large in these amiris, they all crippy (blue)I got vibes eatin' addys off ass and titties (loose)When there's smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the pd (pussy)Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 (pussy)I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me (pussy)I got real model bitches tryna r& b me (pussy)All that cap inside your raps, I ain't even play your cd (21)Won't go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on Tv (big facts)I got your bitch and her bb (big facts)Hit her in the shower, mimi (big facts)Next day she tryna see me (straight up)Told her I'm blind, stevie (stevie)Nice girls can't even keep me (never)Need a bad girl like riri (yeah, yeah)We don't pump fake, we kill beef (21)21 savage, not jeezy (pussy)I got your bitch in New York (I do)She in the heels on the coke (she is)I pull it out of my pants (I did)She put it right in her throat (she did)Fish scales smellin' like polish (you dig?)They brought it right off the boat (you dig?)Front door, back door kingI done probably robbed your bro (I did)Come up with a plan, better huddle (21)Left wrist lookin' like a puddle (21)When I'm in the street, it's trouble (21)That's why I stay in my bubble (I do)Brand new rari so fastWhen I stomp the pedal to the floor, it stutter (skrrt)I ain't use a rubber and I make m'sThat's why I'm chasin' this butter (on God)Hundred large in these amiris, they all crippy (blue)I got vibes eatin' addys off ass and titties (loose)When there's smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the pd (pussy)Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50 (pussy)I got small fries want my spot, tryna defeat me (pussy)I got real model bitches tryna r& b me (pussy)All that cap inside your raps, I ain't even play your cd (21)Won't go back and forth on the internet, we put niggas on Tv (big facts)When there's smoke, we pull our stickies and they call the pdMany men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50Many men wanna kill me, dawg, I feel like 50Many men wish death uponMany men wish death uponMany men wish death upon meBlood in my eye, dawg, and I can't seeI'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to beAnd niggas tryin' to take my life awayThe evil man envies the good in othersWhat this means is all hatred is really born from hatred of selfAnd can only serve to aid in one's own destructionThis is the downfall of many men
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