K1ng2wavyy! - Leave No More!

I just walked in this party, it's so lit in here
I walked in with my stick, they like how you get in here?
I just walked up in the trap, it smell like piss in here
Nigga get hit up with this stick, won't use my, fist
Nigga keep talking on the gang, get hit with a, stick
Nigga keep talking on the gang, and i'm sliding, and I'm fucking his, bitch
And you know damn well you ain't making no money, stop capping like you, rich
And you niggas wanna be like me so bad, I might call y'all my, kids
Sipping drank' on the fo', whoa whoa
All you niggas be so lame, y'all some hoes
I just walked in the function with two racks, and some poles
I just met someone, let's say I been on the road
Niggas switching up, can't call you my bro no more
We gon' shoot it up, we gon' leave no more
Pull up with a stick, leave his brains on the floor
I might count some racks, I might spend it on your whore
I ain't gon' spend it on your whore, I might spend it on some Prada
I can't entertain you niggas, no lil' nigga u can't get a dollar
I might pull up on lil' shawty, I might make that lil' hoe holler
Emo bitch, made that lil' hoe wear a collar
Racks is all I want
Gucci on my front
Hit a hoe from the back, then hit her from the front
I ain't even gon' front, that hoe be talking to hoes
A nigga reach for my dough, I'ma reach for my pole (oh yah)
I just walked in this party, it's so lit in here
I walked in with my stick, they like how you get in here
I just walked up in the trap, it smell like piss in here
Nigga get hit up with this stick, won't use my, fist
Nigga keep talking on the gang get hit with a, stick
Nigga keep talking on the gang, and i'm sliding and I'm fucking his, bitch
And you know damn well you ain't making no money, stop capping like you, rich
And you niggas wanna be like me so bad, I might call y'all my, kids
I just walked in this party, it's so lit in here
I walked in with my stick, they like how you get in here
I just walked up in the trap, it smell like piss in here
Nigga get hit up with this stick, won't use my, fist
Nigga keep talking on the gang get hit with a, stick
Nigga keep talking on the gang, and i'm sliding and I'm fucking his, bitch
And you know damn well you ain't making no money, stop capping like you, rich
And you niggas wanna be like me so bad, I might call y'all my, kids

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K1ng2wavyy !

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