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Performed By: FatBoy Marco
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: demarco abraham




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I changed her whole persona
Used to wear fashion nova
Bought her Balenciaga
Gucci, Ferragamo
She got a lil ass on her
Might spend a lil bag on her
She want the clout, she want the fame
Shorty just want me to brag on her
I'm airplane fly first class money
They was absent when I ain't had money
Niggas I called bro went fed on me
Times got hard niggas fled on me
I was destined for this shit I ain't plan on it
All that shit you was preaching you ain't stand on it
Bro a come find you like a head hunter
One shot to the head leave ya thoughts burnin
It's a hit every time that I hop on it
Flyer then a bitch on the scene got heads turning
Lotta cheese in my pocket keep the Mac on me
Mickey Mouse I knew he a rat on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
Got quiet they thought I retried
I was just cooking up more fire
I was just elevating more higher
He thinkin he hot on fire
I'm the one gave him the lighter
I'm the one had him inspired
Headshots for my rivals
We can f*ck but ion like you
No wedding ring I won't wife you
F*ck around and one night you
Ima dog ion mind it
Shorty this just a reminder
I outta sight outta mind her
Change hoes like the weather
Say he sparkin the Glock whatever
I'll
Shoot movies wit Glocks director
They all cappin yea they all actin only right if I cast em together
My brothers behind me they ride for whatever
That's yo bitch she be bussin beretta
Big boss she do what I tell her
Ion love you I'm in love wit the blue cheddar
Send a hoe off like a mail letter
I'm ballin like magic Chris Webber
She ain wanna f*ck last December
Yesterday I fed her dick for dinner
Dragon ball go ku on the instrumental
My moves gotta keep them confidential
Stop bringin up feelins I had wit u
When I told u I love u it was accidental
Stop bringin up feelins I had wit u
When I told you I love it was accidental
I changed her whole persona
Used to wear fashion nova
Bought her Balenciaga
Gucci, Ferragamo
She got a lil ass on her
Might spend a lil bag on her
She want the clout, she want the fame
Shorty just want me to brag on her
I'm airplane fly first class money
They was absent when I ain't had money
Niggas I called bro went fed on me Times got hard niggas fled on me
I was destined for this shit I ain't plan on it
All that shit you was preaching you ain't stand on it
Bro a come find you like a head hunter
One shot to the head leave ya thoughts burnin
It's a hit every time that I hop on it
Flyer then a bitch on the scene got heads turning
Lotta cheese in my pocket keep the Mac on me
Mickey Mouse I knew he a rat on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
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I changed her whole persona
Used to wear fashion nova
Bought her Balenciaga
Gucci, Ferragamo
She got a lil ass on her
Might spend a lil bag on her
She want the clout, she want the fame
Shorty just want me to brag on her
I'm airplane fly first class money
They was absent when I ain't had money
Niggas I called bro went fed on me
Times got hard niggas fled on me
I was destined for this shit I ain't plan on it
All that shit you was preaching you ain't stand on it
Bro a come find you like a head hunter
One shot to the head leave ya thoughts burnin
It's a hit every time that I hop on it
Flyer then a bitch on the scene got heads turning
Lotta cheese in my pocket keep the Mac on me
Mickey Mouse I knew he a rat on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
Got quiet they thought I retried
I was just cooking up more fire
I was just elevating more higher
He thinkin he hot on fire
I'm the one gave him the lighter
I'm the one had him inspired
Headshots for my rivals
We can f*ck but ion like you
No wedding ring I won't wife you
F*ck around and one night you
Ima dog ion mind it
Shorty this just a reminder
I outta sight outta mind her
Change hoes like the weather
Say he sparkin the Glock whatever
I'll
Shoot movies wit Glocks director
They all cappin yea they all actin only right if I cast em together
My brothers behind me they ride for whatever
That's yo bitch she be bussin beretta
Big boss she do what I tell her
Ion love you I'm in love wit the blue cheddar
Send a hoe off like a mail letter
I'm ballin like magic Chris Webber
She ain wanna f*ck last December
Yesterday I fed her dick for dinner
Dragon ball go ku on the instrumental
My moves gotta keep them confidential
Stop bringin up feelins I had wit u
When I told u I love u it was accidental
Stop bringin up feelins I had wit u
When I told you I love it was accidental
I changed her whole persona
Used to wear fashion nova
Bought her Balenciaga
Gucci, Ferragamo
She got a lil ass on her
Might spend a lil bag on her
She want the clout, she want the fame
Shorty just want me to brag on her
I'm airplane fly first class money
They was absent when I ain't had money
Niggas I called bro went fed on me Times got hard niggas fled on me
I was destined for this shit I ain't plan on it
All that shit you was preaching you ain't stand on it
Bro a come find you like a head hunter
One shot to the head leave ya thoughts burnin
It's a hit every time that I hop on it
Flyer then a bitch on the scene got heads turning
Lotta cheese in my pocket keep the Mac on me
Mickey Mouse I knew he a rat on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
Shorty right here cus she know I got a bag on me
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Writer: demarco abraham
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