His little choppa ain’t shit
I’m ridin’ ’round with a sig
His lil bitch just blew my high
Fuck, now I need a cig
She say she hate that I play
She just want me for the fame
I got demons in my brain
I just been thinkin’ about Nate
Hop in that Beamer and skate
They wanna eat off my plate
I just hopped up out that Wraith
Glock came straight out the case
Bullet, it just hit his face
She take a shot, then chase
Them ain’t real diamonds, they fakes
She don’t want shit but Jace
His little choppa ain’t shit
I’m ridin’ ’round with a sig
His lil bitch just blew my high
Fuck, now I need a cig
She say she hate that I play
She just want me for the fame
I got demons in my brain
I just been thinkin’ about Nate
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