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You think it’s over
I’m never sober
Skirt in the rover
Dog I’m a dober
Don’t even know her
Don’t even know her
But she know me yeah
Running up on you I got a chop I’m feeling the heat yeah
If you run on me or my gang I swear you get beat yeah
Run up on him with mf clips they ready to eat yeah
You not talking guap you not talking dough I told em don’t speak yeah
Your bitch a freak yeah
She give me brain she a geek yeah
Boot of the Molly boot of the pills you know she gon tweak yeah
Nigga talk down run up wit a chop we play hide n seek yeah
I’m finna fuck on that bitch from the back then after I leave yeah
I swear these hoes be bitches I swear that they not for me yeah