Letra
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Intro
Damjonboi
Ooh
That Zone shit, nigga, that Eastside shit, boy
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Ayy, T, you know how we playin', you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Verse
Pulled up on his bitch, she start suckin' me off bail
They gave my nigga Black double life so fuck 12
If niggas only knew the real pain that I done felt
Made a dog ass hand with the cards that I was dealt
Got a watery ass charm, call this bitch Michael Phelps
My bitch upscale and all I smoke is top-shelf
You ain't cut, boy, you sweeter than a minute made
Naw, we ain't sippin', this a plain lemonade
I ain't been pickin' up my phone 'cause I been gettin' paid
Count this shit up by myself and then hop on a plane
Stay away from lame niggas, fuck around and hurt 'em
Try to pull that play on me, somebody gon' get murdered
Huh, me and Boo blowing Turtle Pie
If you ain't get it from the Bay, bitch, you a turtle lie
I just walked in the lab, we damn near blew a half
I'm independent by myself, bitch, you do the math
Why is niggas actin' like we ain't gettin' to the bag?
Why is niggas actin' like bitches, I'm sick that you mad
Crispy ass white tee, white 1's, Joe jeans
Fake 'I made it' ass niggas ain't got no cheese
Niggas can't be in the hood, I don't see y'all
Fucked Truth up so bad, I got a VIP card
Outro
Haha, ah
No cap
Gang, gang, gang
Woo
Shittin' on these niggas
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