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yeah

yeah i heard y’all call for some heat

we’ll let’s light this b_tch up

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

can you keep it on the hush hush, that real low

silent and deadly, i shoot low blows

cuffed ain’t the angle, i’m mingling

i’m the real show, flow like poison, little widow

x on my back, my shooter got the strap if you coming behind
n_ggas get blown back

search party, put them in the box like joe

flow so sick, i had to let these n_ggas know

lame ass n_ggas always trying to get a hug from me

bringing out the love in me, quinn
so it’s time to get the glock, from above on me

(get the glock, from above on me)

i ain’t your girl, we meet up on the weekends, you tweaking
got my name up in your mouth, please have a seat man

i don’t even know your last name, you trying to ride the wave
you trying to buckle up, how about shut the f_ck up?

sweat pants, hair tied, chilling with no make up on
that’s when i can take your n_gga, hope that you don’t take it wrong
the best he ever had, still mad he ain’t get to bone
crocs in drive, on the run, i gotta make it home

won’t give him any, so he tripping

childish ass n_ggas, i sit pretty, get attention

big billboards with my name on it

dating older men, wolfsbane on him

lost me on my way to the top
real heavy gravity, i can’t stop

won’t stop , get dropped

pop, pop, pop said my little old glock

you in shock, a little pretty gem, no flocks

standing by the stage, little groupie

you trivial as f_ck, thinking that a rich n_gga gonna put you on the up’s, like do that n_gga really even give a f_ck?

(even give a f_ck?)

i ain’t your girl, we meet up on the weekends, you tweaking, got my name up in your mouth, please have a seat man

i don’t even know your last name, you trying to ride the wave, you trying to buckle up, how about shut the f_ck up?

how about shut the f_ck up

yeah, yeah

sweat pants, hair tied, chilling with no make up on, that’s when i can take your n_gga, hope that you don’t take it wrong , the best he ever had, still mad he ain’t get to bone, crocs in drive, on the run, i gotta make it home

i fell in love with my sneaky link

that’s all this is, got you feeling like we in sync we apryl n’ omarion, cause he lil fizz

copped his best friend, i know i made him hurt

n_ggas feeling real burnt , it’s getting me real felling real turnt, walk it like i talk it

now it’s time to let me go , all that char on his ego
sh_t his breath stink like fritos

eat you up and spit you out, sh_t you know what i’m about, tip you over, pour you out

man eater, f_ck that i’m a band eater

1000’s on my wrist, never trust a b_tch, switch it up real quick, only seeing blue strips, b_tch

- butter

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