Ha, ha
Myla, I’m gon’ kill you, stop tryin’ to hook up wit’ me
I’m a sting you like a bee
Pull up where you be, I just spray out that M3
Locked up for murder, I ain’t gettin’ free
Momma told me, “Go slump her”, she carefree
Clean up at Myla house
Brodie let that stick bow
f#ck her, I bet she a mouse
If you get with me, you gon’ have to get out
I done cheated, ain’t cheatin’ again
Went to get me a lil stick from lil Glenn
Buss yo’ brains, only wear my diamond chain
A train is some I gained
I sin again, and spin the Benz and do it real quick
Pull to yo’ crib, let it off ‘till it click
You tryna’ be on the side, be somebody else chick
I do not want you, you a real Nick
I live up in the C, and we tote sticks
You gon’ be like K.I., you gon’ be a snapped toothpick
Mad, you can’t get me, live for someone, and just go
You can’t be my girl if you ain’t gon’ blow
Like YoungBoy, hope you know like I know
‘Cause I got a gun that will make you twitch though
We throw EBK, you die though
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