{Intro}
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Wait hol' up, I'm finna turn this b*tch up
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{Verse 1: 1TakeJay}
b*tch blow it (b*tch blow it)
10 racks on me right now I can't fold it (I can't fold it)
b*tch ass falling on my hands I can't hold it
I'm the most ratchet ni**a in the city, ask your hoe ni**a (Ask that b*tch)
I ain't fu*king with no weird ni**as or no broke b*tches (Or no broke hoe)
fu*k Instagram, {?} let me see your throat b*tches (I see it)
I catfish 'cause right after I fu*k I don't know b*tches (Who is you?)
She got a ni**a but she just made the right decision (The right decision)
Bum ni**a said she wouldn't fu*k she gave me the digits (You broke)
You took her on a date but you ain't fu*k, she let me hit it (Let me fu*k)
I ain't even buy this lil b*tch a McChicken ({?})
I feel bad after I find out that's your b*tch, I still hit it (Still hit it)
Like a touchdown, b*tches trying to gеt me caught (Get me caught)
Lеave that sh*t behind, I threw it away, b*tch what you thought
I promise you, I don't give a fu*k how much it cost (I don't care)
I ain't finna lose my main b*tch for a jumpoff
b*tch
{Verse 2: Joe Maynor}
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{Verse 3: Benny Soliven}
You know she ratchet when she taking off her shoes
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