STATS lyrics

[Intro]
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Outby16, or dead on the scene, but together for f*cking ever
f*ck

[Verse]
I like that ass, look how she ridin' with no hands (Okay)
I don't got no plans, but Imma take your b*tch to the dance (Okay)
This di*k ain't free, a hundred if you wanna f*ck me (Yah)
Made the b*tches pay the fee, f*ckin' tonight, then I proceed (Okay)
They say I'm changing, cause they in the same place (Ayy)
n*gga said that we racing, I don't even know your face (Ayy)
I swear to god, I'm not faking, that's not my place (Place)
f*ck that these n*ggas really makin', you ain't got no taste (Ayy)
Lockin' down the party, all my mans, we tuned in (Ayy)
Never sayin' sorry, all my n*ggas foolish (Ayy)
f*ckеd up out my mind, 'cause this sh*t we consumin' (A-ayy)
n*ggas think I'm pus*y, cause thеy be assumin' (Okay)
Oh my bad (Ayy), I don't want no beef (Ayy)
Sorry that your b*tch (Your b*tch) fallin' on me (Me)
Throwin' out the bag (Bag) and I'll give her back (Back)
The pus*y n*ggas rats (They rats) and they know the stats (Stats)
That's real