Nay-nay i cheated death, but i still got you stressing.
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through
You dissing everybody on the block rapping who ain't you,
I'll be there when you need me, girl rely on that
Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap
Come on girl won't you love me
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
Would u hate me if cheated
Contributing the real shit
It's sad to see it, but dad you cheated
And i be with p, so i got bbc shit
Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
Some attention from this bitch, who just lied and soberly cheated
Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them
You just wonder why your girl is on my dick then
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