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by 3200 Tre
[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
I just came to f*ck, talk some sh*t with D boy
My car there, but I'm not, that b*tch a decoy
Soon as the helicopter come, we finna deploy
If you pay me what I want, then I might speak more
Like I might hop inside that bag for you
Bro a vegan, I ain’t seen nothing that they had for you
She got her sh*t done years ago, I think her ass spoiled
Grab a pint of Don for me, I got cash for you
Real Money Counter, MINE entertainment sh*t
I don't got no feelings or her, I just like to entertain the b*tch
It's some sh*t in that bag, you need to baby sit it
I sell this sh*t by the pound, you a eighthy flipper
I always had a Glock, I nеver maced a n*gga
I’m a grown ass man, I don't chase my liquor
I don't usually do thе games, but I played them with her
She said she not leaving the kids, she gon' take them with her
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
She already sucked my di*k, and you claimed the b*tch
I only hit her ass once, entanglement
Hit a n*gga with some sh*t the size of a bagel bit
I tried to take a n*gga tip, but he ain't know sh*t
I've been balling all year, take a time out
He a rat, he don't live what he rhyme 'bout
Okay, he got his gun tucked, but sh*t, mine out
You don’t think I’m 'bout that life, come find out
I’ve been real since a baby, b*tch, I'm thoroughbred
She like to play with my balls, call it squirrel head
Spent some dog sh*t on fancy, she was Merrill bread
Mike, you need to chill the f*ck out, is what the barrel said
The gun be talking to me
I ain't nutting in that pus*y, if I'm off a 60
Four Nicki my best friend, she be walking with me
Don Juli’ is my choice, I'm never off the Henny
Welcome to my side of town, we be stepping
I don't need no strap, my hands is a weapon
Ten milli, can't tell like the desert
I be talking spicy, habanero pepper