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Got all these bitches talking shit to me, they just history, kick in his knees, we ain’t do no plea, he finna see, why you don’t talk shit to me, we going far we living large I’m in charge, smoke on mars I got the bars, show you how to be in charge, catch a charge, shoot at the cars, She on my dick, get of the shit, I ain’t a bitch I ain’t gone snitch, runnin it up taken them hits, they pick up his bits, he was a lil snitch throw him out and leave him in a ditch, we ain’t got no witness for the mentions she just want attentions, purify my intention, where my riches,pulling out the dishka let it hit ya pull up in the bitch, then I pop my shit but lil bro finna spit so I’m off this shit