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[Intro: Nine Vicious]
Bitch-ass n***a ain't talk 'bout nothin' when I had your ass clutchin'
Fuck you talk 'bout? Hold up, hold up

[Chorus: Nine Vicious]
Bitch-ass n***a ain't talk 'bout nothin' when I had your ass clutchin' (Bitch, fuck boy)
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of this shit (Fuck boy), [had all of y'all off?] (Say what?)
Woke up to some bands, bitch, woke up to some [?], bitch
Feel like I'm in Japan, bitch (Yeah), triple fine on my, hold up (Yeah, let's go)

[Verse 1: Nine Vicious]
I don't even bang parlay when my [brother?] did (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, slatt, slatt)
Sosa hit, he like, "How you do it?" (What? Say what? What?)
Told her, "Come and [?]"
Got my shooter 'cause he don't miss, he like [?] you (Boop, boop, slatt, boop, bitch)
[?] n***a, bitch
I'm on my bingo show, bingo shit (Bitch)
Damn, my cup be red, he on that ammo shit (Hold on, hold on), shit
Shoot 'em up in the back, I'm on that Halo shit (I'm on that Halo, I'm trim)
No, I don't need her money, I'm on that peso shit (I'm on that peso, hold up)
She see my motherfuckin' glizzy (No cap), shawty tryna give me that cake (Say what? Cakе)
Stand on my racks like Uzi (Shit), know I'm YSL, now she a groupie (Say, "Slatt," what?)
[?], I told shawty [?] somе moves (Slatt)
I don't even cop when I'm drivin' in Urus (Bitch)
I might just [?] Apollo soon (Apollo soon)
[Bridge: Nine Vicious]
I might just [?] Apollo soon (Wait, hold on, wait, hold on)
I might just [?] Apollo soon (Wait, hold on, wait)
I don't even caught that boy (I might just [?] Apollo soon)
Yeah (Fuck you talk 'bout?), bitch
I don't even caught that boy (I might just [?] Apollo soon), slatt

[Chorus: Nine Vicious]
Bitch-ass n***a ain't talk 'bout nothin' when I had your ass clutchin' (Bitch, fuck boy)
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of this shit (Fuck boy), [had all of y'all off?] (Say what?)
Woke up to some bands, bitch, woke up to some [?], bitch
Feel like I'm in Japan, bitch (Yeah), triple fine on my, hold up (Yeah, let's go)

[Verse 2: Nine Vicious]
I'm finna be in Atlanta (Be in Atlanta)
I might fuck on her and pour up deuce in my Fanta (Hold up, hold up, deuce in my Fanta)
Fuck around, take your ho and you gon' [?] (What? What? TerRio)
And these n***as, I'm just [?], I need the ammo (Say what?)
Ammo, I need the ammo (Bitch)
Hold my money like [?] (Say what?)
Shit, I got a cam' (Slatt)
Heartagram, shawty, I'm him (Slatt)
Heartagram all on my 'Gram (Slatt)
I'm beatin' it, they think I'm a fan
I might just [?] (Say what?), yeah
On God, I act like a Blood (Bitch)
On God, I ball like I'm [?] (Fuck)
[Verse 3: ApolloRed1 & Nine Vicious]
She heard that I'm dumpin' her, now she a fan
She [?] ready for school
We was outside, stick in my pants, yeah
Still in the trap, I'm workin' in the booth
Vamp, we pop some [?] (Racks)
Heard he yellowin', [?] they heads
Go to the beach, get a tan, ha
Been the [?], just like [?], I've been [?] like a turt (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Bitch should've come with a Fanta, oh, that's a right? Drank, purp', [?]
Baby, she a Celine freak, bought her a bag, she fuckin' for free, fuck
I don't even play with these n***as, these n***as on [?]
Bitch [?], I have no kid (On God)
Thought he Apollo, shot, call up
Twenty-four shots and they keep gettin' on you (Blitt, blitt, blitt)
She [?] Ayo and Teo, made the boy dance, I jumped out the, hold up (I jumped out the, hold up)
I put my stick in the air like a trophy
It ain't no Uzi, the streets ain't no [cold?]
Crazy this black truck, I got a [?]
Just had to do it and them sticks [?] (Slatt)