Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Got no stendos if you want attention
No more traffic you can go any way you want
Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
And yall niggas the right flow
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show
Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank
I know your sad & you want me to come back but i cant
You want a fuck in the shack of the back
And daddy's in the cadillac
Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through
I don't really ever look for vengeance or want to get back at you
But i never stopped swearing so i'm sorry for the wearing
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
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