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Thank Me Later

 

Thank Me Later

(アルバム: Coochie Land - 2020)


(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Sav man, why you do that man?
Aye, you can thank me later

Got the head from your bitch, she tried to make me pay her
They say I'm the leader of my hood, they tried to make me mayor
Told bro put that weed out, it ain't got no flavor
Bussing crack down with my nails, I ain't got no razor
How the fuck you blowing smoke? You ain't got no vapor
I'll hit a nigga with a beam, it ain't got no laser
I can move the bag to Las Vegas, I am not no raider
Trapping on the streets full of bandos, I don't got no neighbors
I be selling brown like Orlando, do you want a tester?
Nigga told me he got [?], but it wasn't pressure
I can tell it wasn't straight drop, it had a different texture
Hit a lick to hit the wrong spot, it's in a different dresser
I don't want no chicken tender, it ain't come from Chesters
All these clips I could shoot a movie, I think I need directors
Drac' got a beam with a light, it look like projectors
Pint of Wock in a 2 liter, it taste like medicine

Hit a white bitch didn't know her name, she look like a Jessica
I'm a Gulag sipper I need red, I don't want no yellow
Bought my bitch a pair of glass slippers, call her Cinderella
Told my fiend he got to buy a sample, I don't give out testers
Beat him in his head with the gun, I don't need no bullets
Had to tell Ghost calm down, cause it be on bullshit
Told Jay let's put a play together, say he need some dog shit
You ain't really got no paper, nigga that's your dawg shit
Nigga pulled up with 10 pints, do you think I bought 'em?
Nigga tryna scrap but I'm strapped, do you think I fought him?
Plug threw a bag I ran off, do you think I caught him?
Told him I ain't get the box he sent, do you think I caught it?
Somebody died in my hood, do you think I did it?
Fell asleep naked with a bitch, I don't think I hit her
My bitch left a couple months ago, do you think I miss her?
Just hit a bitch and cut into her friend, but I think they sisters
Her baby daddy got some money, but I think I'm richer
Made a 20 ball and put it up, I ain't take no pictures
Tryna do some shit I got my son, I need a babysitter
Pull up on a bitch she let me fuck, I blew a eighfy with her

Pull up on a bitch she wanna fuck, I told her make me dinner
Bitch tried to raise her voice at me, almost made me hit her
Nigga told me I can't fuck his bitch, almost made me hit her
Bitch tried to key my car and run, almost made me hit her

She stole some money out my pocket, tried to play the victim
Blamed the shit on her friend I hit, almost made me kill her
Bitch sucked my dick and kept the nut, she a baby stealer
I ain't tryna beef extort niggas, make 'em pay me chicken

Yeahhhhh
What you tell 'em Jay?
You can thank me later

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