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My dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggasAnd they wonder why I'm still with 'emAll these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richerI'ma step up in that way since a lil' niggaAnother body get dropped, I don't feel differentTook some Ls, but I'm still winnin'You knew she was a thot, why you still with her?When you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'emSlidin' in the BenzYou know that's my brother, so we call each other twinsBy the way we shake handsGot it out the mud, but we grew up in the sandYou a shooter or a fan?We can't get at you, then we gon' bring it to your mansI don't do the Twitter rantsBrand new Desert Eagle, tryna stuff it in my pantsCheck my net worth, I'll be dead firstAll my hoes fine, got the best headIf I wanna cuff her, she arrestedTry to take my bitch, you get your neck slitCall me Santa Claus, 'cause I'm rich-richPut a Birkin bag on your wish listJumped in the DM and she missed itMy dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggasAnd they wonder why I'm still with 'emAll these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richerI'ma step up in that way since a lil' niggaAnother body get dropped, I don't feel differentTook some Ls, but I'm still winnin'You knew she was a thot, why you still with her?When you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'emSnitchin' is a no-noRappers wanna beef, but I ain't givin' niggas promoGot your baby mama with me askin' for the cocoNot Chanel neither, nah, she wanna do the blow-blowHit her from the back, then I put her in the chokeholdShit done got crazy, man, we fuckin' on the floor-floorSippin' on this syrup and it got me movin' slow-moShe gon' take a charge if we run into the po-poWalk 'em down 'til I'm tiredGive a opp a first-class ticket to the skyDiamonds ice skating, if you touch 'em, we gon' slideShut up, hit this hookah, you keep fuckin' up the vibeShe ain't mine, but I treat her like I love herPussy good, but I can't hit without no rubberShe start trippin', I'ma go and get anotherMy dog don't want nothin' out of life but to kill niggasAnd they wonder why I'm still with 'emAll these Ms in the bank, I don't feel richerI'ma step up in that way since a lil' niggaAnother body get dropped, I don't feel differentTook some Ls, but I'm still winnin'You knew she was a thot, why you still with her?When you tell somebody no, you see the real in 'em
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