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i just went missin

grabbed this shawty

from the south

she took me swimming

paper plates

new dash

tail fishin

got a new strap

think i need a smithin

new pots

made a mess

up in the kitchen

i love my new b-tch

the other one was trippin

if i f-ck with you

you lucky

now i’m picky

and i’m coolin with some

shooters so don’t tempt me

cut some people

out my life

they wasn’t with me

might go shopping

cuz today

i want some fendi

i’m to positive

no i can’t ever envy

she asked how much

in my bag

and i said plenty

i just smacked the auto teller

told her gimme

don’t be jumpin out your

sp-ce

girl you ain’t jimmy

b-tch im coolin round the block

i got it with me

you ain’t down to ride

don’t tell me that you with me

ain’t no free work

boy you better pay me

i put in work

nooo

i can not be lazy

i been jumpin in the stu

on the daily

i watch some n-ggas

change on me

sh-t is crazy

i woke up early

i been tryna get my cake up

i hit the clock

and i been trappin

for that pay stub

i broke some sh-t down

and had i to get my

scale out

these n-ggas watchin

on me

wishin

i would bail out

these n-ggas

wanna seen me down

on me

nawww

i’m paranoid

on my q’s

and my p’s

y’all

i juss be steppin

out a couple n-ggas deep

dawgg

toolied up

and strapped as can be

you run up

pray for him

not for me

hollow tips

knock a n-gga of his feet

i just f-cked up my gucci’s

i been trappin in em

these ain’t designer jeans

im strapped up

in this crysp denim

i’m gon keep trappin

till i get my -ss

a coupe

my phone been ringing

i been trappin out tha booth

f-ckin up my takes in the stu

might play my ringtone

with some auto tune

i get my work in for the low

yea u know how

i been comin from the north

no i can’t go south

and i swear that i’m

so high i can’t come down

i just went missin

grabbed this shawty

from the south

she took me swimming

paper plates

new dash

tail fishin

got a new strap

think i need a smithin

new pots

made a mess

up in the kitchen

i love my new b-tch

the other one was trippin

if i f-ck with you

you lucky

now i’m picky

and i’m coolin with some

shooters so don’t tempt me

my n-gga von gon dump that tec
i got my semi

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