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Artiste:
Monaleo
Titre:
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That's not it Axel Ay, I seen that shit they was talkin' on Twitter That shit wasn't phasing me And I seen him post a pic of his bitch, that ho look lame to me And I don't need a ho, I'm what a ho need, these niggas be chasin' me, huh I really got this shit out the mud, this shit was made for me Ay, and I just be walkin' all over these niggas, treat them like doormats (Like doormats) Lil' bro, stop callin' my motherfuckin' phone, nigga, where your whore at? (Where's your whore at?) And I'm bringin' the beef to the front porch, I feel like Door Dash Ooh, and I don't respond to none of them tweets, I just ignore that Ay, I got a whole lotta shit on my plate but I'm eatin' the whole platter I fuck with him and a few other niggas, to him it don't matter (Don't matter) Come pick me up in the SRT 'cause that bitch go faster She was talkin' her shit 'cause she got pissed off, we took her whole bladder, damn Better answer the phone whenever I call, ho, you'll get blocked for that The laws get behind us, we keep goin', we don't stop for that Stop talkin' that shit on Instagram, ho, you'll get popped for that Bitch check out the drip, this shit expensive, I paid a lot for that Ooh, these hoes be copycats These niggas be killers in all they raps, nigga, where your bodies at? This off of the dome, just give me a beat and I'm gon' body that Put him on a diet, he eat lead, shoot him in his body fat Ooh, and I can't fuck on none of these niggas, I can't get my body back He walked in the club with Balenciaga, he left in a body bag And I don't a fuck about none of them slugs, I won't acknowledge that Pop out with the sticks at night like Nick, we push his noggin back Ay, I seen that shit they was talkin' on Twitter That shit wasn't phasing me And I seen him post a pic of his bitch, that ho look lame to me And I don't need a ho, I'm what a ho need, these niggas be chasin' me, huh I really got this shit out the mud, this shit was made for me Ay, and I just be walkin' all over these niggas, treat them like doormats (Like doormats) Lil' bro, stop callin' my motherfuckin' phone, nigga, where your whore at? (Where's your whore at?) And I'm bringin' the beef to the front porch, I feel like Door Dash Ooh, and I don't respond to none of them tweets, I just ignore that, nigga Girl, you unstoppable, unfazed by the bullshit I want you to keep runnin' shit and keep runnin' these bitches over Every dog has its day I can't believe these hoes ain't think you was finna take it there I feel bad for any ho in the way of this shit Unstoppable, undeniable, unphased