I just made 600
My racks know that bitch want it
And hell no you can get none
That lil' bitch really did sum
To me
By leaving me out in the dark
But your friend don't live too far
So bitch you got played just like a guitar
You got played just like a guitar
You got played just like a guitar
But them bullets yea they go through cars
But your friend don't live too far So bitch you got played just like a guitar
Lil' baby just come back to me
I been getting better gradually
I been counting hundreds actually
That shit broke my heart in a million pieces you turned yo' back to me
But I hope you living happily
I been thinking bout' the past o-d
I just poured a 4' yea I throw that shit up in my
Drank
I'm off way too many drugs no I can't even think
Climb to the top yea I'm chasing rank
Like a center I go hard in the paint
You already know who to call when it rains yeah
Yea I said f*ck it I'm throwing a pick
He flexin' a rack that lil' ass shit
My nigga Oxy he carry a blade, Oxy he carry a stick
Get home and talk in a microphone yea I'm goin' up off that shit
Living the dream yea I'm rocking fashion
She f*cking the team yea don't f*ck with that bitch
Yea
I'm rocking rick yeah it's all on my jacket
Smoking his man's nigga better pass it
Can't f*ck with that thot she a catfish
My money it stretch, Elastic
Boy you a bitch go fetch get that shit
My lawyer text me that the pack hit
F*ck school nigga F*ck a packet
Yea I don't give a f*ck about you
That nigga dumb he ain't have no clue
Countin' the racks by the 2
DRKSHDW for the boot
Spilled the drank' in the (coupe)
Said you gon' kill me nigga come shoot
Diamonds cold got the flu
Oh yea
I'm talkin' my shit for the one time
Carry a stick nigga like I'm in drumline
I just hit a jugg for the one time
Whippin' The CPN
Niggas don't wanna see me win
Walk in the party with CC lens
To high off the syrup just crashed my benz (Ha, Benz)
I just made 600
My racks know that bitch want it
And hell no you can get none
That lil' bitch really did sum'
To me
By leaving me out in the dark
But your friend don't live too far
So bitch you got played just like a guitar
But them bullets yea they go through cars
But your friend don't live too far (So bitch you got played just like a guitar)
Hello? Hello who's calling my phone
Hello? Hello please leave me alone
Hello? Hello who's calling my phone
Hello? Hello
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I just made 600
My racks know that bitch want it
And hell no you can get none
That lil' bitch really did sum
To me
By leaving me out in the dark
But your friend don't live too far
So bitch you got played just like a guitar
You got played just like a guitar
You got played just like a guitar
But them bullets yea they go through cars
But your friend don't live too far So bitch you got played just like a guitar
Lil' baby just come back to me
I been getting better gradually
I been counting hundreds actually
That shit broke my heart in a million pieces you turned yo' back to me
But I hope you living happily
I been thinking bout' the past o-d
I just poured a 4' yea I throw that shit up in my
Drank
I'm off way too many drugs no I can't even think
Climb to the top yea I'm chasing rank
Like a center I go hard in the paint
You already know who to call when it rains yeah
Yea I said f*ck it I'm throwing a pick
He flexin' a rack that lil' ass shit
My nigga Oxy he carry a blade, Oxy he carry a stick
Get home and talk in a microphone yea I'm goin' up off that shit
Living the dream yea I'm rocking fashion
She f*cking the team yea don't f*ck with that bitch
Yea
I'm rocking rick yeah it's all on my jacket
Smoking his man's nigga better pass it
Can't f*ck with that thot she a catfish
My money it stretch, Elastic
Boy you a bitch go fetch get that shit
My lawyer text me that the pack hit
F*ck school nigga F*ck a packet
Yea I don't give a f*ck about you
That nigga dumb he ain't have no clue
Countin' the racks by the 2
DRKSHDW for the boot
Spilled the drank' in the (coupe)
Said you gon' kill me nigga come shoot
Diamonds cold got the flu
Oh yea
I'm talkin' my shit for the one time
Carry a stick nigga like I'm in drumline
I just hit a jugg for the one time
Whippin' The CPN
Niggas don't wanna see me win
Walk in the party with CC lens
To high off the syrup just crashed my benz (Ha, Benz)
I just made 600
My racks know that bitch want it
And hell no you can get none
That lil' bitch really did sum'
To me
By leaving me out in the dark
But your friend don't live too far
So bitch you got played just like a guitar
But them bullets yea they go through cars
But your friend don't live too far (So bitch you got played just like a guitar)
Hello? Hello who's calling my phone
Hello? Hello please leave me alone
Hello? Hello who's calling my phone
Hello? Hello
My racks know that bitch want it
And hell no you can get none
That lil' bitch really did sum
To me
By leaving me out in the dark
But your friend don't live too far
So bitch you got played just like a guitar
You got played just like a guitar
You got played just like a guitar
But them bullets yea they go through cars
But your friend don't live too far So bitch you got played just like a guitar
Lil' baby just come back to me
I been getting better gradually
I been counting hundreds actually
That shit broke my heart in a million pieces you turned yo' back to me
But I hope you living happily
I been thinking bout' the past o-d
I just poured a 4' yea I throw that shit up in my
Drank
I'm off way too many drugs no I can't even think
Climb to the top yea I'm chasing rank
Like a center I go hard in the paint
You already know who to call when it rains yeah
Yea I said f*ck it I'm throwing a pick
He flexin' a rack that lil' ass shit
My nigga Oxy he carry a blade, Oxy he carry a stick
Get home and talk in a microphone yea I'm goin' up off that shit
Living the dream yea I'm rocking fashion
She f*cking the team yea don't f*ck with that bitch
Yea
I'm rocking rick yeah it's all on my jacket
Smoking his man's nigga better pass it
Can't f*ck with that thot she a catfish
My money it stretch, Elastic
Boy you a bitch go fetch get that shit
My lawyer text me that the pack hit
F*ck school nigga F*ck a packet
Yea I don't give a f*ck about you
That nigga dumb he ain't have no clue
Countin' the racks by the 2
DRKSHDW for the boot
Spilled the drank' in the (coupe)
Said you gon' kill me nigga come shoot
Diamonds cold got the flu
Oh yea
I'm talkin' my shit for the one time
Carry a stick nigga like I'm in drumline
I just hit a jugg for the one time
Whippin' The CPN
Niggas don't wanna see me win
Walk in the party with CC lens
To high off the syrup just crashed my benz (Ha, Benz)
I just made 600
My racks know that bitch want it
And hell no you can get none
That lil' bitch really did sum'
To me
By leaving me out in the dark
But your friend don't live too far
So bitch you got played just like a guitar
But them bullets yea they go through cars
But your friend don't live too far (So bitch you got played just like a guitar)
Hello? Hello who's calling my phone
Hello? Hello please leave me alone
Hello? Hello who's calling my phone
Hello? Hello
Writer: Semaj Nelson
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