Yeah
You know what f*cked time it is I just done had myself
This shit LATOM bitch
Got that shit tatted on me, F-4-T-1
I can't f*ck with none these bitches when I knew I had myself
Had to put my biggest trophies on my neck and not the shelf
That bitch spitting, pop it like a piston spitting like Cordell
That bitch wishing, hoping that I'm hitting but the red I felt
AR glisten when I see the vision bullets make you melt
We ain't missing, when we pop that piston tell me how you felt
Too much pills in my system; no way that I could've felt
It's OD to be a victim know a song like Adele
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
All that red in my cup is exactly how I felt
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
Yeah, my dogs want to slide
I'm bringing the casualties up
Made my money right back off of Rio
Can't f*ck with these hoes, no
They never understand what grew between us, yeah
To double down on a beamer
So I play like good but arena
Tried to tell that hoe ima leave her
Tryna win for my team put the ball in the rim
I tried to tell her she was bad for me
Cut that hoe off now I'm balling again
Couple hoes I done told I don't want back but they calling again
I just scored all the home team points back now they calling me in
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Yeah
You know what f*cked time it is I just done had myself
This shit LATOM bitch
Got that shit tatted on me, F-4-T-1
I can't f*ck with none these bitches when I knew I had myself
Had to put my biggest trophies on my neck and not the shelf
That bitch spitting, pop it like a piston spitting like Cordell
That bitch wishing, hoping that I'm hitting but the red I felt
AR glisten when I see the vision bullets make you melt
We ain't missing, when we pop that piston tell me how you felt
Too much pills in my system; no way that I could've felt
It's OD to be a victim know a song like Adele
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
All that red in my cup is exactly how I felt
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
Yeah, my dogs want to slide
I'm bringing the casualties up
Made my money right back off of Rio
Can't f*ck with these hoes, no
They never understand what grew between us, yeah
To double down on a beamer
So I play like good but arena
Tried to tell that hoe ima leave her
Tryna win for my team put the ball in the rim
I tried to tell her she was bad for me
Cut that hoe off now I'm balling again
Couple hoes I done told I don't want back but they calling again
I just scored all the home team points back now they calling me in
You know what f*cked time it is I just done had myself
This shit LATOM bitch
Got that shit tatted on me, F-4-T-1
I can't f*ck with none these bitches when I knew I had myself
Had to put my biggest trophies on my neck and not the shelf
That bitch spitting, pop it like a piston spitting like Cordell
That bitch wishing, hoping that I'm hitting but the red I felt
AR glisten when I see the vision bullets make you melt
We ain't missing, when we pop that piston tell me how you felt
Too much pills in my system; no way that I could've felt
It's OD to be a victim know a song like Adele
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
All that red in my cup is exactly how I felt
That boy praying up to God but that boy is going to hell
Yeah, my dogs want to slide
I'm bringing the casualties up
Made my money right back off of Rio
Can't f*ck with these hoes, no
They never understand what grew between us, yeah
To double down on a beamer
So I play like good but arena
Tried to tell that hoe ima leave her
Tryna win for my team put the ball in the rim
I tried to tell her she was bad for me
Cut that hoe off now I'm balling again
Couple hoes I done told I don't want back but they calling again
I just scored all the home team points back now they calling me in
Writer: Israel Portillo Jr.
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