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wtf ftw - sept. 4th (you gone see) lyrics

this that bun b
that pimp c, that texas oil
that dj screw
blessed to be in this situation but it still don’t equal what i’m ’bout to do
god flow, i know i’ma run the game
just some shit that i know
i go, anywhere that that i desire
turned it to a light show
straight drop, young nigga workin’
just tryna get a play, pop
aye stop
i just need your b-tch for a second
that’s some great top
rap game so inconsistent
me losin’, that’s nonexistent
bad boy
young isaiah, 88, detroit pistons
signed up for the show business
these niggas got no business
always talkin’ that broke business
joe wanna buy 4 business
you see what i see, thought years ago we were set free
shit nowadays everything twisted
gotta watch my back for the police
ride the beat like an old caprice
let y’all have that twitter beef
rather count up a hundred k
maybe 75, shit, at the least
old rappers tryna make peace
too busy checkin’ my sky miles
delta put me in the diamond club
cran-apple, baby all smiles
made your b-tch grab a wet towell
kiss my neck then wipe it down
can’t escape no crazy b-tch, everywhere i go
swear they all around
tied up like shoestrings
left the old for a new fling
the head better, the pussy wetter
and i don’t like your mood swings
i don’t like these broke boys
really thuggin’ all in the comments
meanwhile i’m sendin’ d-ck pics to your b-tch
b-tch you better pay homage
cosign my d-mn self, still catch me in the top 40
me and bobby like snoop and dre
like jay and ye, like drake and 40
hit the gas station, grab a 40
send a wire, i’ma need 40
just bought me a new 40
puma’d down, i’m real sporty
legendary like barry gordy
i would never buy a b-tch a yorkie
did that, regret the shit
you need me like a work permit
i throw that d-ck, then you throw a fit
stop playin’, check the point of view
b-tch i’m hot like a bowl of stew
tell your main b-tch to fall through
hell yeah i’m tryna ball too
from the 305 to the 213
plenty doubted but i’m still here
i ain’t budgin’ b-tch, yeah you gon’ see
you gon’ see
you gon’ see
plent

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