Man this that type of shit
You going to have to
You going to have to bust them blue hunnids out the wrapper
She was in Atlanta but I had her on Mars
Started on the liquor then I had her on bars
Can't see the crib but I can do it in the car
I bet your baby momma gonna fuck on God
I had to leave because I thought I seen Popo
She said she want me to stay I said No no
We made a movie but we ain't got Go Pro
The way I been ballin I think I could go pro
She keep on stalking I blocked her on IG
Changed my location now she can not find me
Money and bitches that’s all that’s besides me
Sign myself don’t need no n***a to sign me
Hopped out the coupe then I posed for the camera
Can't fuck a broke bitch
I raised up my standards
Fucked with the waitress then fucked with the dancer
I dropped them both now they throwing tantrums
She was in Memphis then moved to Atlanta
I heard she fell in love with the Scammers
Sniffed up the white that Tony Montana
Felt like her Momma ain't teach her no manners
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She was in Atlanta but I had her on Mars
Started on the liquor then I had her on bars
Can't see the crib but I can do it in the car