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Saint in this- Re- Re- Muhfuck- (Saint in this muhfucka') Light that muhfucka' up (Reid) You not knowin' what you really worth Why you actin' like you ain't the shit, huh? I put stones on my neck So them fuckers hit when I feel the breeze, huh You ain't never take a chance That shit changin' when you come with me All this swag, everything you need Good Comme baby, on the feet I know your worth, I'm losin' my mind tryna make this work I could say "Fuck you" and leave you so lost But baby I know how that hurts I could say "Fuck it, I'm cuttin' my losses" And go to hell, go to work But I hopped back in, in the game If they say I changed, them fuck-niggas hatin' Pass that shit We got blunts in the lounge, but baby we also got lines Come get you a sniff Bitch I could turn you to a fuckin' star, but it'll take some- Don't gas that bitch This hoe think she the one and she really just not And she stay tryna be my stitch Get away from me, they gotta wait for me just to get in They see them numbers don't lie The AC been crankin' cause I brought the heat in this bitch I ain't turnin' it down The AP don't tick in the UK, it got a timezone lock on the dial Why would I care 'bout what you say? You ain't never made a rack in an hour, huh My nigga he keep him a lil Drac I'm not talkin' 'bout the one with the owl When I come through, your bitch throw in the towel Make a grown ass man fall down like a tower How you gon' get that paper, you sittin' there poutin'? I cannot fuck up, I need that lil B in the driveway I knock a fuck-nigga off, he try to get in my way I got these groupies switchin' up their timeframes Throw 'em a loosie, they gon' lose they minds gang, huh You not knowin' what you really worth Why you actin' like you ain't the shit, huh? I put stones on my neck So them fuckers hit when I feel the breeze, huh You ain't never take a chance That shit changin' when you come with me All this swag, everything you need Good Comme baby, on the feet I know your worth, I'm losin' my mind tryna make this work I could say "Fuck you" and leave you so lost But baby I know how that hurts I could say "Fuck it I'm cuttin' my losses" And go to hell, go to work But I hopped back in, in the game If they say I changed, them fuck-niggas hatin'
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