Seen this lil' bitch, man seen his ass in traffic
He upped the pole and then ran; man ran fast like magic
That boy good at runnin', call him Roger Rabbit
Scared to death to blast it, If we woulda switched positions
You knew you woulda died, bitch
F*ck you got a gun for, nigga, you ain't shootin' shit
Oh, you ain't from Philly, on that Ben Simmons shit
BM in my dm, I think she wanna taste the dick
Moved around your way, boy
I checked in your city, bitch
White Caddy parked outside, come pull up real quick
Bro, I'm from 3.9; red drops don't waste time
Call me up, f*ckboy
We can meet FaceTime
Call bro that ended you
Put you on the sideline, got him on speed dial
Lil' boy, you lil' child, put this on my grandma
F*ckin' with the wrong guy, kill this pussy flatline
Baby mama saved his life. Already f*cked his wife
Get back what's the right price
"He had a baby on me, f*cked up our lil' house"
Say you wanna an apology, alright, come, we'll meet with me
Promise I'ma keep it cool, ain't no animosity
I know he ain't gon' do it, cause he ain't no real G
Already know where you be, protective custody
Bitch ass nigga
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Seen this lil' bitch, man seen his ass in traffic
He upped the pole and then ran; man ran fast like magic
That boy good at runnin', call him Roger Rabbit
Scared to death to blast it, If we woulda switched positions
You knew you woulda died, bitch
F*ck you got a gun for, nigga, you ain't shootin' shit
Oh, you ain't from Philly, on that Ben Simmons shit
BM in my dm, I think she wanna taste the dick
Moved around your way, boy
I checked in your city, bitch
White Caddy parked outside, come pull up real quick
Bro, I'm from 3.9; red drops don't waste time
Call me up, f*ckboy
We can meet FaceTime
Call bro that ended you
Put you on the sideline, got him on speed dial
Lil' boy, you lil' child, put this on my grandma
F*ckin' with the wrong guy, kill this pussy flatline
Baby mama saved his life. Already f*cked his wife
Get back what's the right price
"He had a baby on me, f*cked up our lil' house"
Say you wanna an apology, alright, come, we'll meet with me
Promise I'ma keep it cool, ain't no animosity
I know he ain't gon' do it, cause he ain't no real G
Already know where you be, protective custody
Bitch ass nigga
He upped the pole and then ran; man ran fast like magic
That boy good at runnin', call him Roger Rabbit
Scared to death to blast it, If we woulda switched positions
You knew you woulda died, bitch
F*ck you got a gun for, nigga, you ain't shootin' shit
Oh, you ain't from Philly, on that Ben Simmons shit
BM in my dm, I think she wanna taste the dick
Moved around your way, boy
I checked in your city, bitch
White Caddy parked outside, come pull up real quick
Bro, I'm from 3.9; red drops don't waste time
Call me up, f*ckboy
We can meet FaceTime
Call bro that ended you
Put you on the sideline, got him on speed dial
Lil' boy, you lil' child, put this on my grandma
F*ckin' with the wrong guy, kill this pussy flatline
Baby mama saved his life. Already f*cked his wife
Get back what's the right price
"He had a baby on me, f*cked up our lil' house"
Say you wanna an apology, alright, come, we'll meet with me
Promise I'ma keep it cool, ain't no animosity
I know he ain't gon' do it, cause he ain't no real G
Already know where you be, protective custody
Bitch ass nigga
Writer: Khalif Moore
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