No, I can't let up, I did this shit here on my own
I'm not trying i'm already on
Boy you dying, just leave me alone
Why you cappin' a lot , it's exhausting
I gotta bad hoe straight outta Austin
I'm on fire, they think I'm just talkin', I can't lie to ya, girl, I'm toxic
She said that V8 engine got her car sick
My bitch, she a barbie, tell her that i'm Carson
We keep hella, uh, tellin' we just pop shit
We got hella drums, tellin' we ain't marchin
No, we ain't on bums, we in Neiman Marcus
And I'm in the high rise, f*ckin' on bunnies
I see them checks, and I get to blushin'
I know this pain gon' add up to somethin
Mansion Margeila, uh, I'm flyer than ever
Go ahead, keep her, I already had her
I got bitches on me lookin' badder
Run through the M&Ms, cause it matter
My bro said they lean, f*ckin' up his bladder
Go ahead and leave, baby, it don't matter
Why you lyin'? Why you lyin'? I know all of y'all hoes just the same
I know she in love, she tatted my name
You mistake me for him? that nigga lame
Shawty a hothead, she gon' insane My boy, he a hothead, he blow your brain
Left 'em alone, they say I change
Diss on the gang, you need more than a cane
No, I can't let up, I did this shit here on my own
I'm not trying i'm already on
Boy you dying, just leave me alone
Why you cappin' a lot , it's exhausting
I gotta bad hoe straight outta Austin
I'm on fire, they think I'm just talkin', I can't lie to ya, girl, I'm toxic
She said that V8 engine got her car sick
My bitch, she a barbie, tell her that i'm Carson
We keep hella, uh, tellin' we just pop shit
We got hella drums, tellin' we ain't marchin
No, we ain't on bums, we in Neiman Marcus
And I'm in the high rise, f*ckin' on bunnies
I see them checks, and I get to blushin'
I know this pain gon' add up to somethin
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No, I can't let up, I did this shit here on my own
I'm not trying i'm already on
Boy you dying, just leave me alone
Why you cappin' a lot , it's exhausting
I gotta bad hoe straight outta Austin
I'm on fire, they think I'm just talkin', I can't lie to ya, girl, I'm toxic
She said that V8 engine got her car sick
My bitch, she a barbie, tell her that i'm Carson
We keep hella, uh, tellin' we just pop shit
We got hella drums, tellin' we ain't marchin
No, we ain't on bums, we in Neiman Marcus
And I'm in the high rise, f*ckin' on bunnies
I see them checks, and I get to blushin'
I know this pain gon' add up to somethin
Mansion Margeila, uh, I'm flyer than ever
Go ahead, keep her, I already had her
I got bitches on me lookin' badder
Run through the M&Ms, cause it matter
My bro said they lean, f*ckin' up his bladder
Go ahead and leave, baby, it don't matter
Why you lyin'? Why you lyin'? I know all of y'all hoes just the same
I know she in love, she tatted my name
You mistake me for him? that nigga lame
Shawty a hothead, she gon' insane My boy, he a hothead, he blow your brain
Left 'em alone, they say I change
Diss on the gang, you need more than a cane
No, I can't let up, I did this shit here on my own
I'm not trying i'm already on
Boy you dying, just leave me alone
Why you cappin' a lot , it's exhausting
I gotta bad hoe straight outta Austin
I'm on fire, they think I'm just talkin', I can't lie to ya, girl, I'm toxic
She said that V8 engine got her car sick
My bitch, she a barbie, tell her that i'm Carson
We keep hella, uh, tellin' we just pop shit
We got hella drums, tellin' we ain't marchin
No, we ain't on bums, we in Neiman Marcus
And I'm in the high rise, f*ckin' on bunnies
I see them checks, and I get to blushin'
I know this pain gon' add up to somethin
I'm not trying i'm already on
Boy you dying, just leave me alone
Why you cappin' a lot , it's exhausting
I gotta bad hoe straight outta Austin
I'm on fire, they think I'm just talkin', I can't lie to ya, girl, I'm toxic
She said that V8 engine got her car sick
My bitch, she a barbie, tell her that i'm Carson
We keep hella, uh, tellin' we just pop shit
We got hella drums, tellin' we ain't marchin
No, we ain't on bums, we in Neiman Marcus
And I'm in the high rise, f*ckin' on bunnies
I see them checks, and I get to blushin'
I know this pain gon' add up to somethin
Mansion Margeila, uh, I'm flyer than ever
Go ahead, keep her, I already had her
I got bitches on me lookin' badder
Run through the M&Ms, cause it matter
My bro said they lean, f*ckin' up his bladder
Go ahead and leave, baby, it don't matter
Why you lyin'? Why you lyin'? I know all of y'all hoes just the same
I know she in love, she tatted my name
You mistake me for him? that nigga lame
Shawty a hothead, she gon' insane My boy, he a hothead, he blow your brain
Left 'em alone, they say I change
Diss on the gang, you need more than a cane
No, I can't let up, I did this shit here on my own
I'm not trying i'm already on
Boy you dying, just leave me alone
Why you cappin' a lot , it's exhausting
I gotta bad hoe straight outta Austin
I'm on fire, they think I'm just talkin', I can't lie to ya, girl, I'm toxic
She said that V8 engine got her car sick
My bitch, she a barbie, tell her that i'm Carson
We keep hella, uh, tellin' we just pop shit
We got hella drums, tellin' we ain't marchin
No, we ain't on bums, we in Neiman Marcus
And I'm in the high rise, f*ckin' on bunnies
I see them checks, and I get to blushin'
I know this pain gon' add up to somethin
Writer: Demario Turner
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