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Sanatçı: Kashcpt

albüm: OPS


What?
No, I don't know him
That boy not my bro
What?

Fuck all the faking
I'm back in this
Everything opp like I'm attacking, bitch
Money what thots like
Please don't play with that boy, he is not nice
Never broke in this bitch repping chop life
Plus I'm coming up, to be honest niggas they ain't done enough
Money talking, bitch, I'm 'bout to sum it up
Money maker, money u i gama lam
Vele hamba nam
I gave bands to these bitches for movies
And ended up buying these bitches some grills
Like bitches ain't real
And niggas get trapped in they feelings
With demons
Don't know how to deal
Calling out any dummy fuck
Who supposed this was chance or some dummy luck
In positions, I'd say get your numbers up
Before you ask for help from blood to run it up
Niggas runner ups
I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend I let go
He want the fah
He want the smoke
No I don't know him, that boy not my bro
That boy a hoe
That bitch a opp
I even fucked on that bitch
She a hoe
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend, I let go
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend, I let go
He want the fah
He want the smoke
No I don't know him, that boy not my bro
That boy a hoe
That bitch a opp
I even fucked on that bitch
She a hoe
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend, I let go
On my kid got my money, no funny bucks
If I get with them racks then it's double up
Studio jaded, I'm pouring a double cup
On the regular bitch 'til I'm babalas
I'm getting plenty
Got lit off the lean or the henny
I'm booling buzzing of the remy
Bitch I'm in a movie and dolo osomo
I see all these niggas plotting tryna get me
I see all these motives, hope you keep the focus phony
Niggas plottin', they could get the semi
I see all your wodies, call a nigga brodie, homie
Are we beefing or this shit pretending?
She breaking her back and all for a bag
Swear if he next up he the next one
Oh, my bad but something like that
Bitches is extra, better stand back
I don't like chat
I'm all about business
I'm counting my spinach
I smoke that gas triple threat, drink fiddic
And bounce like hoes when the drinks get finished
I'm really done with dealing with bitches and many thots
And know that if you dealing with me it come with a cost
Sloppidy slop on my top
Lil' bitch
The bitches is bad
And they slob on my knob, lil' bitch
I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend I let go
He want the fah
He want the smoke
No I don't know him, that boy not my bro
That boy a hoe
That bitch a opp
I even fucked on that bitch
She a hoe
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend, I let go
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend, I let go
He want the fah
He want the smoke
No I don't know him, that boy not my bro
That boy a hoe
That bitch a opp
I even fucked on that bitch
She a hoe
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat
All of the faking pretend, I let go
Say she a what?
Me I'm the goat

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