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[Chorus] Okay Yuh, i'm rolling it up I'm rolling a pack I said, 'damn lil bitch won't leave me 'lone, bro you can have that ho back No i can't speak, feds on my phone, bitch ima call you RIGHT BACK Yuh, bitch i been fucked up for a min' Made like 10 bands, off of distrokid No we can't work, my nigga you too mid Pass on the GLE yea he the fliz Nosy ho, told that bitch get off my bizz Golly, xan off lil bitch take a flic That bitch got a man, why she on my dick? [verse 1] (YEA THAT'S FUCKED UP) Bitch i ten bands just for tenth grade Bitch ion care what no fans say Have my knocker we shoot at his mans, aye Started walking on niggas my functway How i'm kicking shit down like a sensei (fuck that bitch ion care what her friends say!) Bitch i can't wait to cut like a third grade I got a cutter on me Got cheese ah, butter on me I want your mother on mе I got yo bitch got yo lover on me, she tryna cuddlе on me She my lil munch can you fuck her with me But i don't want no disease, don't want no disease, eah, eah [Chorus] Okay, yuh, i'm rolling it up I'm rolling a pack I said, 'damn lil bitch won't leave me 'lone, bro you can have that ho back No i can't speak, feds on my phone, bitch ima call you RIGHT BACK Yuh, bitch i been fucked up for a min' Made like 10 bands, off of distrokid No we can't work, my nigga you too mid Pass on the GLE yea he the fliz Nosy ho, told that bitch get off my bizz Golly, xan off lil bitch take a flic That bitch got a man, why she on my dick? (bitch i made ten bands just for tenth grade)