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10kkev - citi trends lyrics
citi trends lyrics
[intro]
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[verse]
sweater covered in f’s, they remind me of my transcript
my track stylist chose what i wore today, it was handpicked
fendi bookbag, fendi tee, too
look at the c’s on yo’ buffs, i can tell them b_tches fu’
stomp out a n_gga leg and break his sh_t with these triple f’s
f_ckin’ with some white b_tches, they tryna get me to do crystal meth
did a check deposit for ten thousand, through tcf
sold some g before, i told him it was peanut b_tter breath
got over on this fool once again
i’m tired of n_ggas actin’ like they swipe, when they work at citi trends
’bout to check my distrokid, i know a couple thousand waitin’
a n_gga sayin’ that i’m broke, thats an outrageous statement
same n_gga living in his grandmothers bas_m_nt
can’t keep up with all the e_mails i’m gettin’, i need an agent
just found out the plug is a undercover agent
got tired of n_ggas sleepin’ on me so the beast awakened
wanna know one thing, i’m never sober
a mag on each hip, f_ck a holster
when i up, it’s gon’ be dual wield
pull up, box you in and leave your brains on the steering wheel
left my old b_tch ’cause the relationship was toxic
n_gga mad at me ’cause he ain’t got sh_t in his pocket
why one of my opps like a picture of a transgender?
tied in, i’m cool with drug dealers and the gang members
when detroit get boring, i get on a flight
when the jugg ’bout to send his money, i be so polite
then i block they ass and leave ’em heartbroken
my head going in this bank to collect ten soon as that b_tch open
n_ggas rappin’ ’bout condos but living in a trailer
drive a old rusty pickup truck, that b_tch look like mater
if i got caught in that, i’d be embarrassed
i got the paperwork, this n_gga talkin’ to the sheriff
responded to yo’ b_tch dm and she was starstruck
your whip old as h_ll, it be clanking tryna start up
junk that b_tch, it’s over with
how you expect to pull females in that piece of sh_t?
i shoot this glock like a trained assassin
you better ask about the time i saw a dog up in mr. alan’s
0.00, i just read yo’ balance
spent nineteen_hundred on a pint, then poured it in a gallon
threw a party and i put lean in the punch bowl
he walked in with reebok sneakers on and we said “i got a question for you, what are those!”
[outro]
so good
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