Telee - Pity Party
Running through grand I got dem bands use to sell dope
I took a stance y’all took stand you niggas is hoes
Yo bitch is my fan I keep rubber bands around dem bank rolls
Gave a her chance flew tha bitch she danced on my pole
Keep me a 40 pushing that hemi like it’s Rarri
2 or 3 with me Telee got mo bitches than a college sorority
Keep dat shit litty condo in the city we going hardest
1 big room it’s full of bad bitches we throwing a party
This a pitty for the party for snakes, they gettin invited just to get erased
Bitches getting excited just to get a taste, I keep a shorty right here giving face
I keep them racks on me like I’m rapping,I keep a strap on me like I’m trapping Everythang facts homie no capping, gotcha ya bitch dripping now she want a napkin
Fuck that all hoe shit ain’t trynna hear it, don’t want smoke then nigga better clear it
This ain’t no joke niggas better fear it, when they talk to them folks niggas start acting weird
I been a solid nigga from the go, a lot of these pussy niggas been a hoe
A lot of deez balling niggas really broke, a lot deez bitches still dont even know
Ain’t no love in the heart of the city, I don’t feel sorry for these sorry ass bitches
I don’t feel sorry for these hating niggas, I’m fucking a foreign with some fake ass titties
Make her catch packs if she start catching feelings, trynna stacks racks till they stack to the ceeling
Ain’t chasing sacks then that shit ain’t appealing, I’m dressed in all black bitch I’m back on that bitness, no pity
Running through grand I got dem bands use to sell dope
I took a stance y’all took stand you niggas is hoes
Yo bitch is my fan I keep rubber bands around dem bank rolls
Gave a her chance flew tha bitch she danced on my pole
Keep me a 40 pushing that hemi like it’s Rarri
2 or 3 with me Telee got mo bitches than a college sorority
Keep dat shit litty condo in the city we going hardest
1 big room it’s full of bad bitches we throwing a party
I’m in a high rise in the heights, fuck by skyline every night
I’m trynna turn dimes into dikes, ain’t shit gettin turnt dine but the lights
I gotta thang for bitches that’s boujie, I ain’t no lame nigga so they choose me
I’m still the realest please don’t confuse me, start trynna claim a nigga then they loose me
I made a living out of deez streets, so many niggas out here trynna out eat
Shot to the top I’m one of the elite, I ain’t never flop cause I ain’t never cheat
Got it all out the mud, showed everybody love
Never really gave a fuck, about what the next nigga does
Ain’t no love in the heart of the city, times is hard they ain’t showing pity
Boys send them slugs through yo car and yo fitted, you looking far then you better be with it
Ain’t with that beefing and shit I don’t feel it, ain’t bout respect then I really don’t get it
Shit is above me I’m all about riches, I’d rather get money and fuck with deez bitches, no pity
Running through grand I got dem bands use to sell dope
I took a stance y’all took stand you niggas is hoes
Yo bitch is my fan I keep rubber bands around dem bank rolls
Gave a her chance flew tha bitch she danced on my pole
Keep me a 40 pushing that hemi like it’s Rarri
2 or 3 with me Telee got mo bitches than a college sorority
Keep dat shit litty condo in the city we going hardest
1 big room it’s full of bad bitches we throwing a party
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