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Watch Me

(album: No Genre: The Label - 2015)


(Yeah turn up in this motherfucker)

[Hook London Jae x2:]
Spent about a couple grand on my grill, ay
Presidents on my watch, bling
Everything that I do, oh
Fuck niggas gon' watch

I can feel a whole lotta hate in these niggas
A whole lot of snake in these bitches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these niggas
A whole lot of snake in these bitches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these niggas
A whole lot of snake in these bitches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these niggas
A whole lot of snake in these bitches

[B.o.B:]
Yeah we're bout to blow up Hiroshima Nagasaki
Bet I come hard call the flow kamikaze
For every single star there's a fuck nigga watching
Dr. Seuss ass niggas since a nigga I was plotting
My nigga [?] like Muhammed Ali with the shotty
My nigga scotty got the city on Gotti
Shoutout to Javi and, shouts out to jaque he
Yeah I won't say [?] my nigga getting cocky
Point being, I ride for my team Ricky Bobby
And it's fuck everybody like Cosby
On top of that I like my topping sloppy
She delivered that to [?] extra toppings side of Bobby, bam

[Hook]

[Scotty ATL:]
I done seen a whole lot of fake in these niggas
Make you feel like you feel who the hell making these niggas
I grew up with the old hits, teaching shooting ball
[?] for a nigga get the paper young nigga
It's a whole lotta hate in these niggas, damn
Used to be my road dog
Now I see him I don't even fucking know dog
Cold hearted like the snow dog
Pop the top lift the roof back, yeah
Nigga fresher than peppermint mouth full of gold
I'll raise in the bottle I'll probably never [?]
Blue face hundred in my wallet don't fold, motherfucker like

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