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(album: LeakOut - 2022)


No master
She want me to fuck her fast
How can I trust her?
Yeah
Bless you, pastor
No Masa, past us
(KEY, what's poppin'?)
Mm

He talking nonsense, nigga, lost his conscience (Conscience)
Yeah, don't worry 'bout a thing, 'bout to die 'bout it (Yeah, yeah)
That fake gangsta shit, yeah, niggas be dying 'bout it (Dying 'bout it)
Get your pussy ass popped, now everybody crying 'bout it (Crying 'bout it, yeah)
Big watch, bitch, I'm on that demon time (I'm on that demon time)
Waiting in the dark with that glizzy, I'ma scream, "Surprise" (Surprise)
His ass shaking, pussy nigga tryna cut on all the lights (All the lights)
Today wasn't his day but tonight is his night (Yeah, yeah)
Beat the fuck up out a nigga, embarrass his whole life (His whole life)
He got tricked up out his money for calling these hoes wives (Calling these hoes wives)
Street sweeper, we gon' clean 'em just like Old Spice (Pssh)
The pie was big enough but them boys ain't wanna cut me no slice (No slice)
You too aggressive with that dick, baby, be nice (Be nice)
I saved some hoes from high school, I know they still like me (They still like me)
Fuck 'em niggas from high school, I wanna still fight 'em (I still do)
Niggas from back then got a lot to say, they probably still tight (They probably still tight)

Yeah, stop asking me (Stop askin')
I don't know (I don't know)
Stop asking me (Me)
I can't help no more (Help no more)
Yeah, stop asking me
I can't hurt my soul (Hurt my soul)
Yeah, stop asking me
I can't do no more favors (Do no more)
Favors, favors, favors, favors, favors (Ayy)
I can't do no more favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors
I can't do no more

If you ain't 'bout to slide, nigga, be quiet
We tote the Glock with pounds by the three-five
Bitch must think he got two lives, you can't get revived
Ain't need designer to pull her, I had on Levi's (Yeah)
Bitch, we the coldest, militant movement like soldiers
Bitch, I told ya
We the wrongs ones, now it's over
Fuck nigga, he can't even think straight
He leave on the one-way, he don't think about his teammates (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Chopper burn a nigga up, his ass get cremated (Cremated)
He got shot out in his shit (KEY, what's poppin'?), I wanna replay it (Replay it)

Yeah, stop asking me (Stop askin')
I don't know (I don't know)
Stop asking me (Me)
I can't help no more (Help no more)
Yeah, stop asking me
I can't hurt my soul (Hurt my soul)
Yeah, stop asking me
I can't do no more favors (Do no more)
Favors, favors, favors, favors, favors (Ayy)
I can't do no more favors, favors, favors, favors, favors, favors
I can't do no more

done

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