Lyrics
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Intro
(You—)
(You have no heart)
(Pick up the phone)
(Hoodrich)
Verse
My niggas be sippin' on yak, I'm finna go beat up this bitch from the back (Why didn't you text me back?)
Lil' niggas ain't from the trap, bitch, I gotta move tact'
Told that bitch, "It's facts," yuke can't get attached
yuke's style unmatched, see 12, my niggas gon' blast
All of your niggas gon' dash, all of your niggas gon' switch up
With the clique, and we cliqued up
Now your bitch say she miss us
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