IWOULDHATEMETOO

[Verse 1]

Be realistic with yourself

Now you pillow talkin' bitch, don’t try to dap me up

Boy was dying to join my clique, bitch I already knew wassup

Nigga mad cryin for attention cause I’m the one they all look up to

Yeah uh

He live in the town ain’t it?

Now these niggas know me, gotta get right out the town baby

You don’t think I hear what they say

**** around and regret them, nigga I ain’t come to play

[Chorus]

Get the bands right out the closet, nigga **** a safe

Two blicks on me, the red one I just copped today

Run it back young Rarri, she gon' keep it on replay

Talkin' down on me, I’m poppin bitch **** whatchu think

We grippin' on different typa sticks, pray to god we don't get involved

I’m ****in' on different typa bitches Hollywood Boulevard

Put the flash on top when niggas get you, strip you outta your draws

Don’t play wit my name lil nigga, we ain’t built the same

[Verse 2]

We could bring it all back

I got bitches lovin' on me, postin throwbacks

Member when I put in work, I gave you all my heart

And I know they talkin down on me, that’s all cap

2 bitches smokin' out the pack, I copped them new Gucci

Shorty suck me in my Mike Amiri tied up with a doobie

Running thru the ****ing air, I know these niggas tryna do me

Glock came with a semi auto, shit be bussin like a uzi

All of sudden he lit

Why him, why the **** he rich

Spread the bands all on top of that shit

Niggas hate cause they know I be talkin' that shit

What the **** nigga, say forget it

For clout, he started dissing

No snitchin' if he go missing

We could never **** the same bitches

[Chorus]

Get the bands right out the closet, nigga **** a safe

Two blicks on me, the red one I just copped today

Run it back young Rarri, she gon' keep it on replay

Talkin' down on me, I’m poppin bitch **** whatchu think

We grippin' on different typa sticks, pray to god we don't get involved

I’m ****in' on different typa bitches Hollywood Boulevard

Put the flash on top when niggas get you, strip you outta your draws

Don’t play wit my name lil nigga, we ain’t built the same

[Verse 3]

Once that .9 hit em (boop, boop, boop)

He just copped a Moncler, he gon' die in it

I ain’t ever on my knees, I pray to god with feet on it

Know they talking down on me, don’t give a ****, look how I live though

Bitch, I promise you ain’t no dick suckin when it come to me and my niggas, on god

That's prolly them other niggas

Better stay strapped up, lil nigga

What you trippin' about

Talkin' slick out the mouth

My nigga gone boom back

You gon' get your head clapped

Tell that to nigga fall back

My niggas wildin', you hear pop, think its a bottle, thats yo guyza

Niggas hiding, tryna act like they can’t find us

I been runnin thru these bitches, **** behind em

Know my brother always gripped up they can’t line us

[Chorus]

Get the bands right out the closet, nigga **** a safe

Two blicks on me, the red one I just copped today

Run it back young Rarri, she gon' keep it on replay

Talkin' down on me, I’m poppin bitch **** whatchu think

We grippin' on different typa sticks, pray to god we don't get involved

I’m ****in' on different typa bitches Hollywood Boulevard

Put the flash on top when niggas get you, strip you outta your draws

Don’t play wit my name lil nigga, we ain’t built the same

[Outro]

Get involved

Hollywood Boulevard, ohh

Outta your draws, ohh

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