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Ayy, ayy, uh huh

Ayy, yeah, uh

Bitch name Alyssa

Still, I'm gone with no Swisher

Shots of rum in the pitcher

I take the time, get me richer

Got the thot so intact

Dark from ground to the cat

Made a bill from the stack

This shit got a pill for the back

Hit that bitch from the back

Say you run with the pack

Miss my face with that shit

You say that you bring the fuck back

Say I'm always so cold

Told the story to know

In the facts that I say I live in the north of the gold, ayy, yeah

I'm so ashamed

Don't run, don't you run

Thinking that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun

Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun

My way's to the stage, don't you never fucking fund

No status, no practice

Stay low, never a shit show

Takin' stacks for the snow

I take your bitch and she know

Movin' fast through the glass, never take it

Niggas talk, never walk

And I come straight back to lacing

Nab that shit, been dead

Still you down your fucking head

Seen with stats to the racks

I go down with thots in the back

Dumb ass nigga with the Ruger

Fuck around and pop ya

No, I'm never gonna stop her

Cut the power

You a marker

Tell them my life always down from the crowd

Never will I make yo' ass down for the town

Layin' on the low, face down in the bay

Sippin' gin, never take facts to the back

Let's go down to my nigga's

Tell me, bitch, don't sing it

Tell me shit but that's counterfeit

Think I'm dumb 'cause then shit I lit

Momma said four figures

Make it big, no dealers

Walking 'round, no trace of hit

Takin' cash from yo' dealer's shit

Chip slow for the back show 'bout ten mil' in 'Lando

Paint shit from thot shit, you call me Picasso

Niggas say that I'm wack though

Fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo

White meat on my plate though

White sheet to my pencil



Already done, fuck you niggas, I'm already done

Already done, I'm already done

Fuck you niggas, I'm already done

Never shit fun

Run with the gun

And fuck you niggas, I'm already done

Already done

Never shit fun

Already done, done



Crackhouse sniffin' in the back though

Coke white shoe, shit make dough

Niggas think big, she a plateau

Come back in the same brand coat

Try me, bitch, if you can though

Find me slick in a small boat

Touch my shit, get cutthroat

Walk by swift with the same note

Nigga, you's a lie

Claim you still the guy

I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie

Saying you should die

Locked up in the sky

Restricted to the moves I want to make, I never try