She caught up in my love triangle
Why do u wanna battle,
And getting money is the song i sing
Bullets flying, fake homies lying
Bullets flying, fake homies lying
Bun b, i’m underground king
She going to borrow some money
Mobbing with the homies and family
And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
Homies that i don't yet know,
Like curses on the radio
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
3 homies chilling making classics
That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,
No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord
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