Tonart: G minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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(IRoccOnTheBeat) (Who made this shit,
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Pharaoh?)
Verse 2
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He got caught with a bitch I hit like twice,
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I put my lil' bitch on him, he thinkin' with his dick,
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You can't call me petty, me,
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I share my bitches with the guys
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I got bitches who I fuck and they got names,
but I can't brag
You wanna fly out your friend,
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you better be ready with her
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Bitches cool, they never put me on blast
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'cause I don't act petty with them
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I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands,
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I got my Patek bigger
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got her ass on fleek, she got her panties bigger
I just got a plug,
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he keep me flooded when that price low
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I like trenches hoes who sell
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they Link card for they micros
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stuffin' my Runtz up with my white ho
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Police pop out daytime,
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but we pop outside at night though
Verse 3
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Bitch, you petty Bitch,
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I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty
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Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
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Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Then I'm ready too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
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Bitch, you ready (yeah, Pluto, woo)
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Then I'm ready too, uh,
uh (bitch, let's get it)
Verse 4
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Cuttin' off my partner, was
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thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby
Drop you off the label,
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you ain't ready to catch a body
Plugged up like cable,
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you gon' think I'm Black Mafia
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Subtweetin', soon as we catch up,
Whack that nigga,
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have his family writin' me a novel
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Went to Louis Vuitton just to show
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Get mop from a prostitute, I feel her teeth,
she ain't gettin' a dollar
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My young ho twenty- two,
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she don't keep it P, I'ma fuck her mama
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She ain't just for the street,
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these hoes for the Earth
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I knew she was a freak,
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she grew up in a church
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These hoes poppin' Plan
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Said I was a deadbeat,
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went and bought my daughter a Birkin
Verse 5
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Bitch, you petty Bitch,
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I'm petty too, uh, uh
Bitch, you petty
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Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
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Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, I'm petty too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Then I'm ready too,
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
Bitch, you petty
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uh, uh (bitch, let's get it)
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Then I'm ready too, uh,
uh (bitch, let's get it)
Verse 6
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