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[Refrain] I just want run it up give all this money to my momma And take care of my bloods my loyalty ain't ever stoppin’ She left me just to burn I should've know you wasn't rockin’ But it don't even hurt it only turn me to a monster [Chorus] Tell a nigga Woke up bitch I'm really in Miami Witcho baby mama all in my dms Wakin' up she suck me right up in my jammies Swear to god man these rubbers come in handy Tell her eat it like a Reesah I ain't tryna have no baby with a treesha aye Bought some new Mike Amiri no fuckin' G Star aye Wanna fuck with a nigga cuz she know we stars aye 20 bands with my brothers throwing b signs aye My shawty callin' up then nigga imma decline Run me up some chicken want that Lambo fuck a Nissan See the Gucci on my body that's a G sign Fuck ’em all run it up what you think See on Instagram I’m poppin' like a bitch yeah-eah But in real life I struggled just to get here eh Every day worried ’bout my mama and the crib And I tell a nigga Fuck 'em all I don't want a lil bitch, I want the bands hoe She thought I wasn't gon’ be nothing, look at where I am hoe I got big guap pay for a nigga get his head off Bread, oh I love it I pick up that presidential aye [Verse 1] Presidential aye Fuck a damn hoe aye I'm just worried my commas and the bands oh aye Vvs oh aye Watch 'em dance oh aye Telling me pick up my pants got too much bands oh aye [Verse 2] Bloodshot, nigga run up on me get his hood shot Hoodblock, nigga talkin' crazy get his hood shot Guwap I got too much bread she want the guwap Ooh I, nigga just be careful for the ooh I aye This a new watch aye This a new drive aye Give a fuck about no opp he get a few shots aye Bitch don't worry 'bout me nigga what do you got aye I could pull up big body or a new i8 [Refrain] I just want run it up give all this money to my momma And take care of my bloods my loyalty ain't ever stoppin' She left me just to burn I should've know you wasn't rockin' But it don't even hurt it only turn me to a monster [Chorus] Tell a nigga Woke up bitch I'm really in Miami Witcho baby mama all in my dms Wakin' up she suck me right up in my jammies Swear to god man these rubbers come in handy Tell her eat it like a Reesah I ain't tryna have no baby with a treesha aye Bought some new Mike Amiri no fuckin' G Star aye Wanna fuck with a nigga cuz she know we stars aye 20 bands with my brothers throwing b signs aye My shawty callin' up then nigga imma decline Run me up some chicken want that Lambo fuck a Nissan See the Gucci on my body that's a G sign Fuck 'em all run it up what you think See on Instagram I'm poppin' like a bitch yeah-eah But in real life I struggled just to get here eh Every day worried 'bout my mama and the crib And I tell a nigga Fuck 'em all I don't want a lil bitch, I want the bands hoe She thought I wasn't gon' be nothing, look at where I am hoe I got big guap pay for a nigga get his head off Bread, oh I love it I pick up that presidential Presidentials, Yeah-eahh Yeah, yeah, -eah, eah-eah [Outro] I just want run it up give all this money to my momma And take care of my bloods my loyalty ain't ever stoppin' She left me just to burn I should've know you wasn't rockin' But it don't even hurt it only turn me to a monster Tell a nigga Woke up bitch I'm really in Miami Witcho baby mama all in my dms Wakin' up she suck me right up in my jammies Man I swear to god man these rubbers come in handy
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