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She wanna be sneaky and f*ck with all of us
She know what she doing, gone have to run it up
Yeah we rockin' dashikis like we from Africa
Used to do Tavernitis, now its 2K and up

And we be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up
We be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up

Kiss on my neck I be off them perkys I be raspin'
Speak on my name, you speak on me just speak up fast
Ooh me and PnB, A Boogie this shit gon' be classic
She suck my dick in the middle of the floor, I gotta dump these ashes
I don't trick off, I don't buy nothin', might buy some lashes (yeah yeah)
Durkio, I like my bitches ratchet
Styrofoam, I mixed the lean with xanax
You ain't did nothing for me to take yo ass to Lenox
Two Glocks in my double G's, ain't talkin' Gucci pendant
I got a girl at home, so when I'm done my brother hit it
Love-dovey new to me, I'm from the gutter with it
And the opps our brothers, but I'm screamin' f*ck them niggas

Yeah you know me, I'm screamin' f*ck them niggas
And every time it came to beef, they ain't want problems with it
And every time it came to police, we was on silence with it
Red dot on your homie just for ridin' with him
Red dot to your dome piece, just for ridin' with him
It's gone be hard for me to sleep, but thank God we did it
And all these broads that be on me, it be so hard to miss em
Look at the stars in my V, bitch my car different

Aw man I done got used to this lifestyle
Quarter million that's some jewelry, somebody turn the lights down
Bad bitch all on my trap phone, she said she ready to pull up
Soon as she touch down in the city she gone be pullin' that skirt up
She had lip gloss on her lips, now it's lip gloss on my dick
She gets super freaky with the spit
Got me buzzin' like a loaded clip (brrp)
I stay automatic (yeah), drippin' in all the fashion (yeah)
Hundred bands bussin' out the wrapper
I ain't like none of these cappers (no)
I cut so many of my dogs off that shit don't make no sense
Same niggas that watch me starve when I ain't have a pot to piss
Say you ain't got it for your dog, but you got it for a bitch (damn)
And that shit crazy, these streets they get shady

She wanna be sneaky and f*ck with all of us
She know what she doing, gone have to run it up
Yeah we rockin' dashikis like we from Africa
Used to do Tavernitis, now its 2K and up

And we be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up
We be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up
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She wanna be sneaky and f*ck with all of us
She know what she doing, gone have to run it up
Yeah we rockin' dashikis like we from Africa
Used to do Tavernitis, now its 2K and up

And we be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up
We be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up

Kiss on my neck I be off them perkys I be raspin'
Speak on my name, you speak on me just speak up fast
Ooh me and PnB, A Boogie this shit gon' be classic
She suck my dick in the middle of the floor, I gotta dump these ashes
I don't trick off, I don't buy nothin', might buy some lashes (yeah yeah)
Durkio, I like my bitches ratchet
Styrofoam, I mixed the lean with xanax
You ain't did nothing for me to take yo ass to Lenox
Two Glocks in my double G's, ain't talkin' Gucci pendant
I got a girl at home, so when I'm done my brother hit it
Love-dovey new to me, I'm from the gutter with it
And the opps our brothers, but I'm screamin' f*ck them niggas

Yeah you know me, I'm screamin' f*ck them niggas
And every time it came to beef, they ain't want problems with it
And every time it came to police, we was on silence with it
Red dot on your homie just for ridin' with him
Red dot to your dome piece, just for ridin' with him
It's gone be hard for me to sleep, but thank God we did it
And all these broads that be on me, it be so hard to miss em
Look at the stars in my V, bitch my car different

Aw man I done got used to this lifestyle
Quarter million that's some jewelry, somebody turn the lights down
Bad bitch all on my trap phone, she said she ready to pull up
Soon as she touch down in the city she gone be pullin' that skirt up
She had lip gloss on her lips, now it's lip gloss on my dick
She gets super freaky with the spit
Got me buzzin' like a loaded clip (brrp)
I stay automatic (yeah), drippin' in all the fashion (yeah)
Hundred bands bussin' out the wrapper
I ain't like none of these cappers (no)
I cut so many of my dogs off that shit don't make no sense
Same niggas that watch me starve when I ain't have a pot to piss
Say you ain't got it for your dog, but you got it for a bitch (damn)
And that shit crazy, these streets they get shady

She wanna be sneaky and f*ck with all of us
She know what she doing, gone have to run it up
Yeah we rockin' dashikis like we from Africa
Used to do Tavernitis, now its 2K and up

And we be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up
We be layin' up
Every time you come over we layin' up
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Writer: Artist Dubose, Durk Banks, Gianni van den Brom, Rakim Allen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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