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(what?, what?, what?, what?, what?) Nothin’ do not matter, b#tch
I might f#ck that b#tch, go inside, and feel her bladder, b#tch
n#gg# stop that cryin’, now you think ya b#tch a clapper, b#tch
I might grab that choppa, choppa make his blood go splatter, b#tch
My name ain’t Lil Nas, I’m a industry baby
I might hop in my Mercedes, I might go crazy, but I still f#ck on ya baby
Ima pull up to that scene (blatt), pull up wit’ drip, I’m clean (on slatt)
You n#gg#s makin’ some memes (on gang), while I’m just poppin’ some beans (woo)
Ya b#tch on full throttle (b#tch), I might pop a bottle (gang)
I pull out all my Uzi’s (slatt), I shoot horizontal (woo)
I pull out my choppa, we shoot at his cobble, you n#gg#s some clowns, y’all like Ronald McDonald
Got that b#tch so wet, she need a towel
That n#gg# so squared we call him a tile
(what?, what?, what?, what?, what?) Nothin’ do not matter, b#tch
I might f#ck that b#tch, go inside, and feel her bladder, b#tch
n#gg# stop that cryin’, now you think ya b#tch a clapper, b#tch
I might grab that choppa, choppa make his blood go splatter, b#tch
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