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Huh, huh, huh, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shootout I know I'm gon' shoot, huh, but you not I count up them funds, huh, bring that loot out I put a switch on my gun and a blue dot And I've been off of these drugs, this shit got me too high Ain't trippin' on her, she fuckin' a new guy I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin' I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin' I ain't trippin' 'bout no women, huh, huh, huh, huh I'm only trippin' 'bout my chicken, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm just sittin' here I just stuffed your favorite rapper advance in my pants I got so much money on me I done hit the money dance Pill poppin', huh, Perc' poppin', ho want some Xans Suck me sloppy, woah, she go sloppy joe She don't use no hands I can see that you're fake through these Chrome Heart lens In 2017, I was rockin' Bape with the Carhartt pants They asked me how much do I make, I say, "Shit, it depends" And I don't give a fuck what it take to win, nigga, I'm gon' win And I don't give a fuck what these niggas doin', I'ma always go in Yeah, I'ma go crazy Black and white, two-tone Mercedes All of my whips black and white My favorite color black and white, fuck segregation All of my shit black and white, all of my shit, yeah, biracial I ain't talkin' 'bout no mask, I'm 'bout to give this ho a facial I crack the seal and pour some red up, that Sprite be my chaser She bend it over, I'm 'bout to tear it up I'm 'bout to go crazy, yeah These niggas Pat Swayze, yeah These niggas be actin' tough Glock-45 in the back, yeah I take my gun everywhere I go, I'm never lackin', yeah Put a fuck nigga in a casket, yeah, pack him up I only go outside in the nighttime 'Cause I'm a vampire just like Dracula I'm spectacular Huh, huh, huh, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shootout I know I'm gon' shoot, huh, but you not I count up them funds, huh, bring that loot out I put a switch on my gun and a blue dot And I've been off of these drugs This shit got me too high Ain't trippin' on her, she fuckin' a new guy (Neilaworld) I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin' I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin', I ain't trippin' I ain't trippin' 'bout no women, huh, huh, huh, huh I'm only trippin' 'bout my chicken, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm just sittin' here I just stuffed your favorite rapper advance in my pants I got so much money on me I done hit the money dance Pill poppin', huh, Perc' poppin', ho want some Xans Suck me sloppy, woah, she go sloppy joe She don't use no hands (Neilaworld)
Writer(s): Pierre Thevenot, Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr., Thomas William Ross Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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