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He ain't tryna rush for real
Bought a new watch and it's zinc
She tryna hop in that coupe wanna go race
Tell that nigga not climbing the rank
I bet you won't say that stuff to my face
Try so hard to keep her at bay
I'm breakin' her heart, she still go to LA
He ain't finna clutch for real
He ain't on songs for real
Watch him walk away
That's about another pill
Choppa finna give him chills, uh-huh
Better watch your face
(Please watch yo' face, yeah!)
Me and Kodaa just walked in the mall and we ball out of Saks, always
I could run up the bands anyday lil' nigga, okay, uh, yeah
Heard that lil' bitty bitch want me back hell nah, told her no way, ye
We can get to the top anyway Lil' nigga, andale, hey
I don't wanna fuck on that hoe told her give me brain, aye
Walk in that bitch with the Spider like it's my birthday
If you got a problem, lil' nigga, then say sum
Got a bad lil' bitch, she look like Zendaya
I done fucked on that lil' hoe then I layup
I'm in L.A. and I ball like the Lakers, heeyuh
Yea, yuh
He ain't tryna rush for real
Bought a new watch and it's zinc
She tryna hop in that coupe wanna go race
Tell that nigga not climbing the rank
I bet you won't say that stuff to my face
Try so hard to keep her at bay
I'm breakin' her heart, she still go to LA
He ain't finna clutch for real
He ain't on songs for real
Watch him walk away
That's about another pill
Choppa finna give him chills, uh-huh
Better watch your face
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say kodaa, cire c
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