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13 thou', let me clear my tab, I ain't fuck the first time, bitch, well, my bad
I don't like talkin' 'bout shit that we did, a bitch stop postin' 'em niggas we killed
Bitch, we sell pills, bitch, and take drill, out a hunnid of 'em, 50 of 'em ain't real
If he don't sniff this, then his ass can't smell, who can move a thou'? Lil' bruh, I can't tell

I'll put this bitch on whoever, free Dirt (free bro), 'fore you fuck Cheese, bitch, fuck me first
Pull up in the slee, eight cups full of syrup ('krrt), real mud brothers, bitch, shout out Lil Stirrup (lil' nigga)
Used to have that 25 chrome with the pearl (baow-baow), ever since Drew died, big .45 (big nicks)
Glock 10 milli' throw a 64 blind, that bitch, yeah, that bitch mine

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Phone won't ring 'less it's 615, prolly want beans, shit, he prolly want tan
Hope you want lean, I'ma show 'em how to dance, even if he want Gotti, I'ma send a lil' bands
Wanted for a body, might as well keep goin' (keep goin'), this week, I'm trappin', spent last week tourin'
Corner house slappin', pink Runtz transformin', used to be a killer, well, now he informin'

Bitch, you a rat, rat, prolly told on Reek, prolly told on App
All my hos on fleek, you'd tell by they bags, he ain't with me, how you know he had a mask?
Bitch, I'm in my bag, better ask yo' nigga, them pics he be likin', 'em the hos I'm hittin'
Big 4s, I'm him, all winter, black Timbs (ooh), can't show a nigga shit but how to run up M's

Nigga, 13 thou', let me clear my tab, I ain't fuck the first time, bitch, well, my bad
I don't like talkin' 'bout shit that we did, a bitch stop postin' 'em niggas we killed
Bitch, we sell pills, bitch, and take drill, out a hunnid of 'em, 50 of 'em ain't real
If he don't sniff this, then his ass can't smell, who can move a thou'? Lil' bruh, I can't tell

Bitch, you a rat (ho), rat (ho), prolly told on me, prolly told on App
Parole hold on Dirt, spend whatever to get him back (free bro)
Like 12 in the dirt y'all ain't never gettin' back (fuck nigga)
Crack a seal on the purp', name a nigga sellin' that (ho-ass)

He ain't fuckin' with me, bitch, tell a ho to tell him that
Me and my niggas get it done, get it done
Want the keys to my heart? Show a bitch who ain't a bum (ooh)
Want the keys to the car? Cop a bag and get a run
I survive in the slums, mini Draco, AK with the drum (bitch)

All blue digits, might just wear 'em for a month, freaky lil' bitch, she gon' suck it 'til I cum (thuggin')
I ain't tippin' shit, rather spend it on my son, I blew off 30 on somebody just for fun
If they ain't really have to squeeze, what they doin' with us?
Knowin' he not whackin', bitch, quit tellin' me it's up
Ay, niggas be cappin', niggas be bitches, niggas be rappin', really, niggas be finished

13 thou', let me clear my tab, I ain't fuck the first time, bitch, well, my bad
I don't like talkin' 'bout shit that we did, a bitch stop postin' 'em niggas we killed
Bitch (ho), we sell pills (ho), bitch (ho), we take drill

Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Dion Marquise Hayes

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