Be yourself, yeah, I stay based
Lil ho, yea, she wanna taste Nigga, play, he gettin' faced
I got fye on me, don't play I run up the racks do this shit in my sleep
F*ck your diss, that shit was weak off that za, I'm bout to tweak
Off that za
All my shooters, know is murder
Throw my hat up, Bobby Shmurda' Ate my nut, but she allergic
Ate-ate my nut, but she allergic
Won't fall, out by no bitch, not worth it
This za not hitting, shit not working
I'm in that pussy, divin' surfing
Please be the bigger person
Niggas hate, but I keep flexin
I be blowin' my shit, no investing
No, I cannot date you, your body count seven
I used to be posted at 7-Eleven, uh made shawty touch her toes
That boy pillow talking he is not the bros
I got me some goons, they're slit your throat
And I don't really give a f*ck bout ho, uh Damn, they keep doin' me wrong
Freak on camera, damn, she proved me wrong I don't love you that much to be makin' love songs
That lil' nigga a fan, you wanna hug or some
I just wanna be young again, Benjamin Button
She said the way I talk, it got her blushin'
Pull out the G-Lock, I don't do no fussin
I don't do no fussin'
Be yourself, yeah, I stay based
Lil ho, yea, she wanna taste Nigga, play, he gettin' faced
I got fye on me, don't play I run up the racks do this shit in my sleep
F*ck your diss, that shit was weak off that za, I'm bout to tweak
Off that za
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Be yourself, yeah, I stay based
Lil ho, yea, she wanna taste Nigga, play, he gettin' faced
I got fye on me, don't play I run up the racks do this shit in my sleep
F*ck your diss, that shit was weak off that za, I'm bout to tweak
Off that za
All my shooters, know is murder
Throw my hat up, Bobby Shmurda' Ate my nut, but she allergic
Ate-ate my nut, but she allergic
Won't fall, out by no bitch, not worth it
This za not hitting, shit not working
I'm in that pussy, divin' surfing
Please be the bigger person
Niggas hate, but I keep flexin
I be blowin' my shit, no investing
No, I cannot date you, your body count seven
I used to be posted at 7-Eleven, uh made shawty touch her toes
That boy pillow talking he is not the bros
I got me some goons, they're slit your throat
And I don't really give a f*ck bout ho, uh Damn, they keep doin' me wrong
Freak on camera, damn, she proved me wrong I don't love you that much to be makin' love songs
That lil' nigga a fan, you wanna hug or some
I just wanna be young again, Benjamin Button
She said the way I talk, it got her blushin'
Pull out the G-Lock, I don't do no fussin
I don't do no fussin'
Be yourself, yeah, I stay based
Lil ho, yea, she wanna taste Nigga, play, he gettin' faced
I got fye on me, don't play I run up the racks do this shit in my sleep
F*ck your diss, that shit was weak off that za, I'm bout to tweak
Off that za
Lil ho, yea, she wanna taste Nigga, play, he gettin' faced
I got fye on me, don't play I run up the racks do this shit in my sleep
F*ck your diss, that shit was weak off that za, I'm bout to tweak
Off that za
All my shooters, know is murder
Throw my hat up, Bobby Shmurda' Ate my nut, but she allergic
Ate-ate my nut, but she allergic
Won't fall, out by no bitch, not worth it
This za not hitting, shit not working
I'm in that pussy, divin' surfing
Please be the bigger person
Niggas hate, but I keep flexin
I be blowin' my shit, no investing
No, I cannot date you, your body count seven
I used to be posted at 7-Eleven, uh made shawty touch her toes
That boy pillow talking he is not the bros
I got me some goons, they're slit your throat
And I don't really give a f*ck bout ho, uh Damn, they keep doin' me wrong
Freak on camera, damn, she proved me wrong I don't love you that much to be makin' love songs
That lil' nigga a fan, you wanna hug or some
I just wanna be young again, Benjamin Button
She said the way I talk, it got her blushin'
Pull out the G-Lock, I don't do no fussin
I don't do no fussin'
Be yourself, yeah, I stay based
Lil ho, yea, she wanna taste Nigga, play, he gettin' faced
I got fye on me, don't play I run up the racks do this shit in my sleep
F*ck your diss, that shit was weak off that za, I'm bout to tweak
Off that za
Writer: Luh Dom
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