bbysit

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bbysit

Protect · bbysit · 2024 · 2:38

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(If you not Ballhog, then die) (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God) (W-we gon' be okay) I can't date this hoe, this bitch chips I just count my cash, then dip We get on your ass, please don't try no shit I keep scorin' the goddamn ball, I'm on some Harden shit And I can't lack, bitch, keep that fire right by my hip Fuckin' your hoe, my kid, she gon' babysit They see I got my own swag, they try to copy it I pop out the cut, somethin' like IT This lil' hoe is annoyin' me, I gotta kick her out my crib This bitch, she gotta go, she can't stay right here (Huh) Nigga know I'm on go, my Glock right there, bitch Nigga, you gotta grow, you gotta fight your fears Bitch, why is you cryin' on my phone? You gotta wipe your tears You know we sippin' on drank, bitch, I don't sip no beer You know I slide in the tank, niggas want war We can do that shit right here Do that shit right herе I don't got no competition, I ain't got no opps I got bad hoes that's been slidin' to my spot I got nachos, bitches know that I got guap I got honchos, yеah, I'm a walkin' knot They like, "'Tect, how you ran that guap up?" They like, "'Tect, let me know when you pop up" Ran the plug out for his 'bows, we gon' stock up (We gon' be okay) Bitch niggas get nothin', they get nada I love gualla I'm outside with my partner, my partner We keep the tools, like some gardeners We outside, rockin' designer Took your broad, to Pala I'm on the block, Serge Ibaka, Ibaka We got guap, this ain't new to us I can't date this hoe, this bitch chips I just count my cash, then dip We get on your ass, please don't try no shit I keep scorin' the goddamn ball, I'm on some Harden shit And I can't lack, bitch, keep that fire right by my hip Fuckin' your hoe, my kid, she gon' babysit They see I got my own swag, they try to copy it I pop out the cut, somethin' like IT (Huh) This lil' ho is annoyin' me, I gotta kick her out my crib This bitch, she gotta go, she can't stay right here (Huh) Nigga know I'm on go, my Glock right there, bitch Nigga, you gotta grow, you gotta fight your fears

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