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Performed By: Nehemiiaahh
Length: 3:02
Written by: Trelum Davis




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Where you at?
Just left the G5?
Hopping off the Jet
With my bitches, yea we live

Where you at?
I'm pulling up
Drinks up, Drink up
Double cups, bitch wassup? Turn me up

Hopping off plane and hopping in the ghini
Im still eating rap bitches like they are fettuccine
I'm still being copied, bitches really still my minis
Ben frank type of bitch, f*ck a penny are you dumb

Bitch i came from the slums without any
Now I'm up, you see me stunting, i got money, i got plenty
They hate me yes they envy
I don't even mention any
I'm the hottest in the city
Ain't nobody f*cking wimme
But cho nigga F*cking wimme
When he with me he be spending
I don't ever spend a penny
Y'all didn't know i had it in me
Bring that Mac i got the semi
Shooting ribs, and niggas shimmy
Smoking woods, don't fw skimpy
Never scared, i don't fear any
Got em mad and em is many

Wheew Chile, you bitches is late
I been a pop star, 5 star, rip the stage
Bitches been some haters, so i keep some hatorade
Been the bomb. com, grade a, been a grenade

Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no

Hello? Is the mic on?
Hello? Can someone turn the lights on
Is that my ice, that they try to put a price on
Bitches talking like they shoes, she got flights on

I'm the one I'm Uno, never dos tres
I'm the sitting pretty bitty, with the crossed legs
Baddest faggot on the planet, that's what the blog sais
And I'm really crazy, i need help just haven't bought meds

In ya preacher, i really am your leader
Bitch is going crazy man somebody need to feed her
Who is this creature, on your F*cking feature
It's Nehemiiaahh bitch, i am the legendary speaker

Wheew Chile, you bitches is late
I been a pop star, 5 star, rip the stage
Bitches been some haters, so i keep some hatorade
Been the bomb. com, grade a, been a grenade

Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no

First of all, you bitches thought this was a game
I don't even play like that, yo
Are they f*cking wimme
Are are they f*cking wimme, No
Are they f*cking wimme
Are are they f*cking wimme, No
No No No No
No No No No
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Where you at?
Just left the G5?
Hopping off the Jet
With my bitches, yea we live

Where you at?
I'm pulling up
Drinks up, Drink up
Double cups, bitch wassup? Turn me up

Hopping off plane and hopping in the ghini
Im still eating rap bitches like they are fettuccine
I'm still being copied, bitches really still my minis
Ben frank type of bitch, f*ck a penny are you dumb

Bitch i came from the slums without any
Now I'm up, you see me stunting, i got money, i got plenty
They hate me yes they envy
I don't even mention any
I'm the hottest in the city
Ain't nobody f*cking wimme
But cho nigga F*cking wimme
When he with me he be spending
I don't ever spend a penny
Y'all didn't know i had it in me
Bring that Mac i got the semi
Shooting ribs, and niggas shimmy
Smoking woods, don't fw skimpy
Never scared, i don't fear any
Got em mad and em is many

Wheew Chile, you bitches is late
I been a pop star, 5 star, rip the stage
Bitches been some haters, so i keep some hatorade
Been the bomb. com, grade a, been a grenade

Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no

Hello? Is the mic on?
Hello? Can someone turn the lights on
Is that my ice, that they try to put a price on
Bitches talking like they shoes, she got flights on

I'm the one I'm Uno, never dos tres
I'm the sitting pretty bitty, with the crossed legs
Baddest faggot on the planet, that's what the blog sais
And I'm really crazy, i need help just haven't bought meds

In ya preacher, i really am your leader
Bitch is going crazy man somebody need to feed her
Who is this creature, on your F*cking feature
It's Nehemiiaahh bitch, i am the legendary speaker

Wheew Chile, you bitches is late
I been a pop star, 5 star, rip the stage
Bitches been some haters, so i keep some hatorade
Been the bomb. com, grade a, been a grenade

Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no
Are they F*cking wimme
No no no no no

First of all, you bitches thought this was a game
I don't even play like that, yo
Are they f*cking wimme
Are are they f*cking wimme, No
Are they f*cking wimme
Are are they f*cking wimme, No
No No No No
No No No No
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Writer: Trelum Davis
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