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[Intro]
Aye
Jay Critch Hood Fav
This sh*t too f*cking easy man
Aye
Aye
Look

[Chorus]
I put my life in this sh*t
Buss down worth more than ya life on my wrist, boy
I know she like all this sh*t
We could spend some time but I ain’t wifing that b*tch
Now I’m litty, she be texting and typing me sh*t
I want all the money, I want every type of this sh*t
In ya city and I only got one night in this sh*t
Shooters with me, let it off and then they wiping this sh*t

[Verse]
I got right with the trips
Made another play I think it might make a flip
These bullets so bit I think it might make ‘em flip
My Brodie don’t rap but he still might make a hit
And I’m hot, I been pouring up this wok takin’ sips (lean)
Ain’t worried ‘bout the opps it’s like they block don’t exist
Baddies in the club, a hunnid shots in the ven’
I’m with [?] see a hunnid shots in the clip
He be acting tough I know he not with the sh*ts
Since I ran it up it ain’t no stopping this sh*t
Woke up in the store like yeah I’m copping this sh*t
Tell ‘em mind they business I’m on top of this sh*t
I gave her the di*k and she on top of this sh*t
[Chorus]
I put my life in this sh*t
Buss down worth more than ya life on my wrist, boy
I know she like all this sh*t
We could spend some time but I ain’t wifing that b*tch
Now I’m litty, she be texting and typing me sh*t
I want all the money, I want every type of this sh*t
In ya city and I only got one night in this sh*t
Shooters with me, let it off and then they wiping this sh*t