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[chorus]
ba_bad bih’ holy and she go to church
bu_but she still let me f_ck
yes, she still let me f_ck
go_got that glock on me, i keep it tucked
she keep on arguing, man, this bih’ petty
white ho’ finna set you up, call that bih’ betty
n_gga, “suprise!” pop out the cut like confetti
h_ha, ha, that n_gga won’t ready for me
t_t_that p_ssy n_gga took off running, he flee’
hallelujah! b_tch, i got bread!!!
that boy try’ to run up, he finna be dead
i look at my bank, that sh_t looking good
and i do this rap to get out the hood
and i need some bread, finna hit a jugg
and i’m outside, b_tch, i keep that fye
[verse]
yes, i keep that b_tch on me
bad b_tch, she finna come touch up on me
swear these n_ggas be fake, man, these n_ggas be phony
n_gga don’t try to share my hate, you not my homie
but i f_ck with my brother ’cause he got my back
i don’t really like playing, i keep sh_t in tact’
these n_ggas gon’ chat, huh, yeah
lil’ bro, that’s a fact, ha, yeah
i don’t like thot ho’s, andrew tate
and babygirl shake it like a earthquake
that p_ssy got water like a whale
my choppa say, “h_llo!” like adele
i’on need a gun, n_gga, i could beat yo’ ass
i ride in the h_llcat, goin’ super fast
i just did a sin, man, i gotta pray
a_a_ain’t no need them n_ggas f_cking up my day
and my pack came from mexico, n_gga, olé!
i_i_i’on need to f_ck b_tches, n_gga, stayin’ celibate
i might pop me a perc, n_gga, for the h_ll of it
that boy tryna act hard but he telling fables
that boy saw his life flash like the holy ghost
i break yo’ bih’ in, give her scolios’
and he try’ to run, he will not get far
i’m finna blow up, it can be tomorrow
i’m finna blow up, n_gga
‘member them days, i was stuck, n_gga
the f_ck you gon’ say, n_gga?
i was down bad with no pay, n_gga
i was so sad, n_gga, fightin’ my demons
no_not finna nut, she thought she had my s_m_n
woke up, it’s a beautiful day, i ain’t dreaming
i got ‘h_lla trust issues, stay by my doly’
that b_tch is a freak but she say she holy (holy!!!!!)
[chorus]
ba_bad bih’ holy and she go to church
bu_but she still let me f_ck
yes, she still let me f_ck
go_got that glock on me, i keep it tucked
she keep on arguing, man, this bih’ petty
white ho’ finna set you up, call that bih’ betty
n_gga, “suprise!” pop out the cut like confetti
h_ha, ha, that n_gga won’t ready for me
t_t_that p_ssy n_gga took off running, he flee’
hallelujah! b_tch, i got bread!!!
that boy try’ to run up, he finna be dead
i look at my bank, that sh_t looking good
and i do this rap to get out the hood
and i need some bread, finna hit a jugg
and i’m outside, b_tch, i keep that fye

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