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Zetra
I been dropping bands, on my momma [On my momma
I’m done with that ho and her drama [And her drama, grr, bah
b#tch, I’m getting hot like a sauna [Like a sauna
She wanna go far but I don’t wanna [I don’t wanna, bop, bop, bop., bop
Do she really f#ck with me? Sometimes, I wonder [I wonder
All these b#tches, they be broke, that sh#t a bummer [That sh#t a bummer
Been finessing all these n#gg#s, they get dumber [They get dumber, fah
Took your b#tch and then I put her in a hummer [Slatt, slatt, slatt
I want Armani tags [Armani tags], and I been popping Prada tags
I’m doing drugs, I want to move on fast [Fast
I really want you but I want that bag [I want that bag]
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad
I been really worried ’bout my bag [‘Bout my bag
Between mе and you, who really go out sad? [Go out sad
I don’t want a Benz I want a Jag [I want a Jag
Running from the jakеs, that Glocky on my lap [Glocky on my lap
Me and Wes heading to Melrose [Huh
Lately been running them bands up [Huh
I heard he crashing the Benz, though [Bop
So I went and bought him a Lambo
I got the bag ’cause I had to [What?
Doing sh#t you n#gg#s can’t do
No, I’m not one you can handle
But I still wanted to tell you
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad
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