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[Intro] (Aye Tana, fya that shit up) Still signed to the scale nigga Scale on, sell off, I'm gettin' bales off It's LoLife Motherfuckin' Blacc [Verse] Shotta, she ride reign Take the what and leave the what, then max on everything Bomb the rock, rosta found, bitch run everything Tell that rod shot, big bowls of ganja, smokin' everything Gun sound, body found, I'm the one who endorsed it Murder killin', drug dealin', and extortion Just sent the tracking, I'm waitin' on it, no shortage Just sold a P and with the extra, BackWood, roll it, torch it Locks down her back, call ho Pons She is into fitness, but I likе to work her tonsils Signed to the scalе, sorry, I don't got a sponsor Slept on me so long, I give 'em nightmares, I'm a monster Preach it like the Loches I just work the scale and made a sale, so I ain't drop yet You took that lil' advance and now you piped, yo' trap was not that You Covid, symptomatic, get the money, get no contact He say that he a trapper, same sound as the hi-hat Sapo sey leva Miso PT, he get lethal, work him with the pay He so at it, treat you like a Candice, he just spray She brought up nothin', now I'm with London, bag from Atlanta to LA Mama cry out "hoova", she like it when I slut her out She know I'm fun so she asked me if I could fly her out Milo cry, she OnlyFans but not be paying out I told her "you look better on yo' knees then with yo' hands out [Outro] (Aye Tana, fya that shit up)
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- LoLife Blacc
- TanaFyeThatShitUp2