{Intro}
(LowTheGreat)
Look, look

{Verse 1}
That's that boy Bravo, yeah he hot
I'ma hunnid [?] n***as all [?]
I'ma fail that drug test, fuck a detox(Laudiano)
I talk money all you n***as to is cheap talk
She a lil shawty to me, she a big thot
Im kickin' hot shit tell these bitches kick rocks
Gettin' money, gettin' fat I feel like Rick Ross
You fake hoppin' on my wave, i'ma get off
Look, she said she like when I hit raw
I said I like it too but I ain't takin' shit off
Tell these n***as that I been on
Baby this my year everybody gettin' shit on

{Verse 2}
Ooh, had to tell that bitch skeet skeet
She said bravo what that mean
I said bitch just leave 'cause look
I ain't the type to be fallin' in love
I'm [?] from the hills, but I got her in a hut
So what, just had a threesome I could give 2 fucks
Got a problem if i'm hoppin' out a van or a truck
I'm the motherfuckin' one like the first of the month, look
Like the first of the month look, look
Tell these lil n***as stay away
My brother know I got him on a JPay
I got a bag on my mind everyday
Yo' boyfriend is a crackhead, damn what a shame
On Friday have some henny, Saturday champagne
Told her pull up to the crib shawty pulled up in a [?]
With them af1'S and a all white range
I'ma beat the thang up, on gang, gang, gang
Oh no, who did what ion say no name
Ever seen a model bitch [?] down cocaine
Made her set her man's up, he a straight out [?]
And if rappin' dont work ion got no plan
Damn, damn, damn, bitch and I ain't bullshittin'
Any buildin' i'm in bitch, it got a tool in it
Had to teach his ass a lesson, 'cause I think school didn't
Record myself fuckin' yo bitch 'cause i'm a fool wit it, damn
{Outro}
Fool wit it, fool wit it, fool wit it, fool wit it, fool wit it
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