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He don't play 'bout that pussy
He’ll die 'bout that thot
He’ll die 'bout that bitch
When she poppin' that twat
He know that hoe go
But he can't do a lot

Ever since a young nigga
Been poppin' that lock
I be workin' my wrist
When i pop my g-lock
When i get in that benz
I skrrt off on a lot
And I'm switchin the topic
But can't switch the plot

(verse)

Mmm, i put sum racks on that hoe
She gon fuck
Arp in the function
I'm keepin it tucked
He ain't even believe
When he hopped out that truck

You say it's up
Leave it there then it's stuck
It ain't no goin' back
When you see you fucked up
Bullets goin' through houses
So you better duck
Cause if one of them hoes tag you
Then you out of luck

I ain't wearin' all white
Bitch i stay with the klan
My dog ain't got no muzzle
He’ll bite if you showin' your hand
Ain't no breakin' the code
Gotta stick to the plan
And these niggas be hoes
I can't call 'em no man

Got this shit by my 'lone
I ain't call for no help
And this real deal za
Boa i'm smokin top shelf
It's a mission call me
I'll do it myself
All black with that mask
It's your typical stealth

Ex bitch said she left
Cause she found out her worth
I'm so proud of you bae
I knew i was the worst
Nigga tried to draw down
Left his ass in that hearse
Bitch i been in my bag
Like I'm wearin a purse

I think that I'm better off alone
Gotta talk to the plug on computer
Can't speak in no phone
My dog want a whole steak
Said he tired of bones
Tali So turned his back
When he bought the Vlone
Klan got they own flow
We don't gotta be clones
And these niggas be bitin'
These niggas be clones
Had to cut off the dreads
They kept callin' me Lone
Had to block the lil' bitch
She kept callin' my phone

Boy I stay out the mix
I don't roll with them guys
Betrayed be the klan
Boy you know that's the guys
Man these niggas fake
Boy I see through the lies
Why these niggas snake
With no slit in their eyes

I was rollin' the dice
Boy I beat all the odds
And that choppa spit fire
Came from the Greek Gods
How the fuck you gon' feel
If you spin and you die
Watch your tongue when you speak on the men
Bitch you die

You ain't tammat' nun'
You ain't tammat' b-roll
Ball on a nigga like Steph
And these niggas D Lo

And I'm dunkin on niggas
Like rookie D Rose
Nigga say he hot head
Pull out fire and he froze
And they think that I lack
I got fire in my clothes
I told mama I'm sorry
This the life that I chose
I could never switch
I'm gon' die 'bout the bros
Nigga goin' out bad
They be dyin' 'bout hoes, damn

(hook/outro)

He don't play 'bout that pussy
He’ll die 'bout that thot
He’ll die 'bout that bitch
When she poppin' that twat
He know that hoe go
But he can't do a lot

Ever since a young nigga
Been poppin' that lock
I be workin' my wrist
When i pop my g-lock
When i get in that benz
I skrrt off on a lot
And I'm switchin the topic
But can't switch the plot

No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no