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See this the real s**t s**t that make you feel s**t

Who beefin over lil s**t got n***as that'll drop s**t pop s**t

We ain't with the talk my n***as ready to score

I ain't sparin no b***h b***h I'm ready for war

See this the real s**t s**t that make you feel s**t

Who beefin over lil s**t got n***as that'll drop s**t pop s**t

We ain't with the talk my n***as ready to score

I ain't sparin no b***h b***h I'm ready for war

You ain't relevant enough for me to diss you

Your n***a ate my p***y with the same lips he kissed you

I see you staring b***h let me know if it's an issue

Call my rappie up guarantee she come and get you

See if I let him f**k you no longer be his b***h boo

But if I'm off that henny ain't no telling what I'll do

Top all Gucci at the bottom Jimmy Choo

He want a real b***h so I'm the person that he choose lil sis

See this the real s**t s**t that make you feel s**t

Who beefin over lil s**t got n***as that'll drop s**t pop s**t

We ain't with the talk my n***as ready to score

I ain't sparin no b***h b***h I'm ready for war

See this the real s**t s**t that make you feel s**t

Who beefin over lil s**t got n***as that'll drop s**t pop s**t

We ain't with the talk my n***as ready to score

I ain't sparin no b***h b***h I'm ready for war

See my pockets real fat like Nicki a*s and s**t

Ain't got to f**k for attention I'm a classy b***h

We ain't chasin no n***as chasin bags and s**t

Paint my Rari the color purple f**k that average s**t

All my b***hes from South Side on that savage s**t

Shoes be yo rent that's that lavish s**t

He call my phone 1030 in the morning

I ask him was we hungry

If you ain't tryna eat it why you call

S**t be blowing me and now he in his feelings and s**t

Wanna cut him off but he be killin sum s**t

I like them street n***as that be dealin and s**t

All this s**t that I state facts know you feeling this s**t

See this the real s**t s**t that make you feel s**t

Who beefin over lil s**t got n***as that'll drop s**t pop s**t

We ain't with the talk my n***as ready to score

I ain't sparin no b***h b***h I'm ready for war

See this the real s**t s**t that make you feel s**t

Who beefin over lil s**t got n***as that'll drop s**t pop s**t

We ain't with the talk my n***as ready to score

I ain't sparin no b***h b***h I'm ready for war

I got my own bread own car own crib

Only thing I need a n***a for is for the d**k

I remember them days when a b***h ain't have s**t

Now all these b***hes wanna be me and the n***as want to hit

But that's a no b***h keep my legs closed b***h

I ain't with that h*e s**t I'm about my dough b***h

Ain't talkin marijuana when I say my n***a smoke s**t

Wanna beef about a n***a where your money at broke b***h

Myyy p***y leaky like a faucet had to take a break

Got em thinkin that I lost it

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