Songtext
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Intro
(Santana)
Yeah, uh-huh-huh (Damn Brxy, you made this)
(Santana, you done fucked up on this beat, ya heard)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you 34, you ain't clutchin' that— mm
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, that nigga 34, he talkin' all that shit though, what the fuck
Chorus
Yeah, you a old nigga, you ain't got no band, you showin' off but you ain't got no fan
I can drop the lo', but I can't drop these hands, you talkin' shit but you the one that ran
You at Wendy's, bro, where the fries? Turn the stove on, put it high
Aye, what Yballa said? Fries
You from the south, I can drop the lo', I'm lil' bro but I can get a ho
Nigga, you baldin', where the hair go? On a e-date, where the ho go?
I don't make disses but I'm with it, ask your girl, yеah, she fuckin' with it
Yeah, ask your girl, yeah, shе fuckin' with it
Verse 1
Yeah, this nigga got fumbled by a ho
Nigga got left by a tranny ho
Yeah, nigga can't get a ho
It ain't about that though
Yeah, yeah
You 34 with no life, you on Discord every night
I ain't heard of you win a fight, you 34 with no wife
You live with your mom, bro, that's nice, I seen the shit stains with the lights
How the fuck you sleep there every night? The way you livin', nigga, it ain't right
Chorus
You a old nigga, you ain't got no band, you showin' off but you ain't got no fan
I can drop the lo', but I can't drop these hands, you talkin' shit but you the one that ran
You at Wendy's, bro, where the fries? Turn the stove on, put it high
Aye, what Yballa said? Fries
You from the south, I can drop the lo', I'm lil' bro but I can get a ho
Nigga, you baldin', where the hair go? On a e-date, where the ho go?
I don't make disses but I'm with it, ask your girl, yeah, she fuckin' with it
Yeah, ask your girl, yeah, she fuckin' with it
Verse 2
This nigga 34 and he a pedophile
You been talkin' shit, nigga, been a little while
(Santana)
Chorus
You a old nigga, you ain't got no band, you showin' off but you ain't, ain't got no fan
I can drop the lo', but I can't drop these hands, you talkin' shit but you the one that ran
You at Wendy's, bro, where the fries? Turn the stove on, put it high
Aye, what Yballa said? Fries
You from the south, I can drop the lo', I'm lil' bro but I can get a ho
Nigga, you baldin', where the hair go? On a e-date, where the ho go?
I don't make disses but I'm with it, ask your girl, yeah, she fuckin' with it
Yeah, ask your girl, yeah, she fuckin' with it
Outro
You 34, you ain't got no son, nigga a bitch, he ain't got no buns
Uh, uh, aye, this the same dude who paid for pictures, gang
It wasn't even worth it, bro, what the fuck
(Santana)
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