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Young coca the realest kid All I see is fake shit I ain't feeling it Ya'll talkin' I ain't hearing it I be wishing a bitch would I ain't fearing shit These hoes weak And it makes me sick Now fucking with you hoes Is what made me rich Bitch, look, I hate to quit So I hustle like a beast 'cause I'm made for this Yeah the money Its my favourite It's all cocaine white And I payed for it It ain't easy I'mma slay for it I went to work All you motherfuckers Preyed for it Check it I came to eat out the cake I'm hungry in this place And bitches looking like bait I get it in 'cause I'm born to grind Hit up every fucking country I've been touring from time Anybody hating, you can suck dick! I don't fuck with niggers I don't fuck with! Money the only thing I'm in love with I'm just getting bigger and I love it Asking for favors, but can't afford me! Tell the people the truth, don't change the story And after all the drama I'm still not tired But I ain't playing no games, bitch, shots fired! [Chorus] I don't fuck with niggers I don't fuck with! Shots fired! Anybody hating, you can suck dick! Shots fired! This for them hoes before I used to ride with The same bitches that young and used to get high with To all the hoes in the rap game and whack game The same bitches with small minds and rack fame Selling your pussy, you set a low bar Shaming us females who fucking go hard My generation got no stars I only see me and Chain link so far If you mad, bitch, step it up You ain't a bad bitch, and sad, bitch, you set that up! Them haters hating but my head is up Just watch what I do, 'cause I said enough! I be flowing, spitting, they fucking know 'cause these hoes is trippin' and I'm fucking cold I eat the greatest, but Don't fucking grow Don't doubt me, without me its no fucking show To all the new people trying to fly in To get a seat with us, it ain't no buy in's You trying to eat with us, you must be wailing Watch how you treating us, we get to firing I got bitches on stand by who ride in It's guaranteed, my bitches will get violent And after all the drama I'm still not tired But I ain't playing no games, bitch, shots fired!
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