You see me
I ain't never been a wack niggah
Nah never that niggah
I was in the trap niggah
See your girl choosing
Ima rap wit her
If I get her to the crib
Its a rap niggah
She call me
So I can beat it up
I got your girl hooked
Now she can't get enough
Now I got her legs wide
In the back of my truck
Then I send her inside
After I bust my nut
Oh that's your homie
And how you drove
Talking that shit
Niggah don't get stoked
Bitch what
I'll bust ya ass up
Don't even go there boy
Cause I'm ready to mans up
You don't
Want to
Fuck with me
Black on black
150 yeah I copped that
In the front of the club
Is where I parked at
Hat to the back
Snaps in the front
Sippin on Ciroc
Puffin on a blunt
Their check in ID
So I gotta get lost
Head to the crib
When I get a phone call
Never been the one to brag
Bout the hoes I got
But when I'm finished with that ass
She say this boy hot
You don't
Want to
Fuck with me
If I ain't a hot boy
Then what do you call that
I bet you I'll show you that this boy hot
That's it
I done had enough
Niggas talkin crazy
Now starting to fuss
Boy look
I don't wanna playing games no more
Your gonna bust ya head
And then burn ya smoke
Niggah please
I'm always strapped
And we can bang bang
Or rat ta tat tat
And you can lay it down on the ground
Face flat
Thinking you a bad boy
In this bitch
Chase that
I'm heading out the?
That's a nice chain
And for the right price
And the right brain
All this for a hoe
Niggah so lame
Now she saying she don't?
Bitch that's trifling
These hoes all about on the fast lane
From the back
Let me hit it from the back man
Got her bragging
To her girls bout the dick game
When you hit it
she be yelling out my name
August

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