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co cash & hitkidd - fooli$h man lyrics

[intro]
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)

[chorus]
steady speakin’ on my name, you a (you a groupie, n+gga)
n+gga dissin’ for same fame, you’s a (n+gga, what you mean?)
n+gga reachin’, that’s my chain, you a (n+gga, what the f+ck?)
like i won’t let this b+tch bang, you’s a (like i won’t let it, bah)
made that thottie ho your main, you a (heard you did what?)
heard you gave that b+tch a ring, you’s a (p+ssy did, nah)
i wouldn’t give that ho a thing, you a (i wouldn’t give a thing)
kick her out like martin payne, you’s a (go, go, go)

[verse 1]
d+mn fool, don’t chase b+tches, didn’t they teach you that in school? (huh)
that’s some sh+t that i was taught before i learned to tie my shoes (facts)
soon as you run out of money, she on to another dude (yeah)
she don’t like n+ggas who broke, she tryna f+ck the who’s who (yeah)
said he wanna go to war not knowin’ it’s a lose+lose (yeah)
i’m gettin’ sloppy from your main boo, i left her knees bruised (ugh)
how you beefin’ and you starvin’? bruh look like he need food (how?)
baby, come f+ck with a baller, b+tch, you need to leave dude (come on)
n+ggas act like they thuggin’ but really be scared, how you leave the house without that yeah? (huh)
i ain’t havin’ no opps, don’t get put on that leash just because of some sh+t that you said (no)
bro keep that fire like a student keep pencils, a n+gga play stupid, i fill him with lead (fah, fah)
i might f+ck on that b+tch like i love her, then dip out the blue, quick to leave ’em on read (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
steady speakin’ on my name, you a (you a groupie, n+gga)
n+gga dissin’ for same fame, you’s a (n+gga, what you mean?)
n+gga reachin’, that’s my chain, you a (n+gga, what the f+ck?)
like i won’t let this b+tch bang, you’s a (like i won’t let it, bah)
made that thottie ho your main, you a (heard you did what?)
heard you gave that b+tch a ring, you’s a (p+ssy did, nah)
i wouldn’t give that ho a thing, you a (i wouldn’t give a thing)
kick her out like martin payne, you’s a (ho, you gotta roll)

[verse 2]
thought you a gangster, why the f+ck you throw a rock and hide your hand for? (fool)
foolish man, that’s some sh+t i probably never understand (nah)
there’s some sh+t i don’t condone (nope), that’s why we can’t get along (nah)
feet on top of my suitcase, that business what i’m standin’ on (oh)
pillow talkin’ to these b+tches, now you know you dead wrong (you dead wrong)
play in person, bet i demonstrate the sh+t i say in songs (yeah)
n+gga talkin’ ’bout sn+tchin’ when it start (what?), now you know your man’s gone (frrt)
boy, you couldn’t f+ck with this peak, i just took in my headphones

- co cash hitkidd lyrics

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