Off of the ‘Redd’, no ‘Trippie’
Dance for you n#gg#s; ‘Woah’; no ‘Vicky’
Y’all n#gg#s rats, like ‘Micky’
Glock to his neck, leave him with a hickey
You gon’ buss’ thirty, I’mma buss’ fifty
Talk to me nice; “Hello”, no ‘Kitty’
b#tch, I’m the best, hottest in the city
Totin’ the ‘FN’s and the ‘SEMIs’
Told him call me “Ma”, no ‘Remy’
b#tch, I’m a god; ‘demi’
Leave a n#gg# in ‘La La Land’ like ‘Demi’
Talkin’ my sh#t, n#gg#, do you hear me?
Talking on the ‘gram, when you see me, don’t hit me
Clip 12 inches; ‘John’, no ‘Jimmy’s’
I hate n#gg#s like I’m in ‘the 60’s’
Shootin’ movie clips, like I work at Disney
Doin’ my dance, I’m getting ‘jiggy’
I be “In Da Club”; 50, no Cent
Y’all n#gg#s dirty, hair full of lint
Play on my (?), n#gg#s gon’ repent
Been holdin’ me down since I was a ‘jit’
Look at my (?), I don’t give a sh#t
I’m getting tired of typing lmao
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