MarkTwain

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[Intro] The biggest creature Huh, hey, huh (SauceRX) Hey, huh (Hey) [Verse] Huh, my women think I'm actin' funny, sorry, bae, I'm focused Fuck is love without the money? Relationship that's broken I be coast to coast with it, ocean to ocean Pop that trunk, it's dope in it, no pullin' over Skrrt, skrrt, got her only limit, where we goin'? This for you bitch-ass niggas sayin' we finished and it's over But we know the truth, don't make us bring it to your mama door like Jehovah Don't make me fuck your baby mama, have your own son horsin' you Shoot the garb from Arizona, stamp on it, a horseshoe The other stamp Chanel on it, just like my lil' horseshoe Let all my bitches meet each other, keep 'em cordial I just watched them eat each other while recordin' Yeah, I'm him him, 1K, might snipe you down in Florida Used to pimp pimp 'til I smacked the ho in front of my daughters Still independent and feel like all the labels blackballin' Takin' field trips like I ain't one of the biggest Detroit artists We gon' eat regardless, we gon' eat for shit sure I might throw a party and name that bitch the Shred show She just wanna party She wanna take the edge off, I treat her like she Cardi (Hey) Pass that lil' bitch head off I'ma eat regardless, we gon' eat for shit sure I might throw a party, name that bitch the Shred show She wanna take the edge off, I treat her like she Cardi I treat that lil' ho Scorpions can't tuck they tail, jack, might catch me with a cactus We the ones control our habitat, kill the prey fast It's hop out slim dope, blaat blaat, swingin' that stinger at you Unc' said if I choose this life of crime, don't get no tats And never claim the gang 'cause they'll throw they own junction at you I'm from the city that don't bang, just hitman blowin' crack And where they don't care about no name, they only gon' respect the pistol Think I got a problem, always fallin' for these hoodrats I'ma eat regardless, we gon' eat for shit sure I might throw a party and name that bitch the Shred show Shred Shred Hey, she wanna take the edge off, I treat her like she Cardi Gassed that lil' bitch head off Hmm, hey Pull up on her, skeet-skeet, huh, I spilled on her My women think I'm actin' funny, sorry, bae, I'm focused Fuck is love without the money? Relationship that's broke I be coast to coast with it, ocean to ocean Pop that trunk, it's dope in it, no pullin' over This for you bitch-ass niggas sayin' we finished and it's over But we know the truth, don't make us bring it to your mama door like Jehovah Like where the fuck is you?
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