SoHo

Huh [?], I think they lost controhool
Watch me skrt up Off the lot, Pedal to da' floor
Anything we fuckin' had, Baby let it goo
It's Darmoney, Bitch I need my [?]
Baby, Lets take a trip to SoHo
Yea, Ima' hit Margiela for sum' new clothes
Bitch I wear my [?], I wear my [?]
Broke boy said he sippin' mud, Just like [?]
Ima' hop out wit' them lasers, Put them at yo' dome
Why you hangout wit' dat' nigga? He a lame we know
Ima' tell you somethin' that you neva' felt like known'
And yo' boyfriend is a lame, He wanna wear my clothes
Ima' rock out with my pup, We pop out at da' show
I'm outside wit' Mari, And you know we fuckin' on yo' ho
These lame ass niggas be da' [?], Don't try to call mе bro
These niggas booked mе, So I'm posted with my bruddas oh
I'm My Brothers Keeper, So I'm posted with my bruddas oh
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You talkin' all that shit, Go and poke yo' chest out
Talkin all that shit boy, [?]
Ima' pull up on you, Talkin shit, Boy what you sayin' now? (Oh)
We can get it, We can sort it out
Bitch I'm chiefin' on that pack, I'm smokin' on that cloud
I had to call my momma up, As soon as I figure it out
All I really wanna do is make you fuckin' smile
I keep it pushin, So I could tell her that I made it out
Back in school they used to laugh, Look where dey' at right now
That bitch wanna come around
Don't come around, Thas' how u get a full round
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Bitch my guns loud, My guns surround sound
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