Outro lyrics

by

Hotboy Wes


[Verse]
For sure, ayy, that my dog, ayy
Moo that my dog, ayy, that my dog, ayy
Hundred bricks on consignment, make a n*gga come and find me
Run off for real
My young n*ggas, they wildin'
My young n*ggas, they grimy
Run off for real
My young n*ggas, they 'bout it
My young n*ggas, they pirates
Run off for real
Plug keep on callin'
He know that I put a move on
We don't do no talkin'
He know that I whip that tool on him, ayy
Heard he was pus*y, that's why we took it, I put that move on him, ayy
I put that tool on him
I hit that boy for a few of 'em, ayy
Tryna get rich, tryna get a check
You ain't looked out for your n*gga yet
You— ain't an opp still out this ho, b*tch, on my mama
Still out this ho
That ho tough, no cap
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