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I don't it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood than water, right
Fuck bitches, they all
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to their behavior though
Thought you was a ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago, I was alone
Next I know that long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
That's I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and their gassed
Even my momma asked what do
Decisions,
In this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that miss him
Now pack up your shit, you don't in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same moved to NYC, bitch
Got a deal and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I ever ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all achievement
Real nigga even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin'
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my
Is a chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it
it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common (TKO)

I don't it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe) JT this like deja vu right?

All album of the year talk, niggas claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's my chest out
They keep calling on Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's out
I been known to blow a brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got
Memoirs of a millionaire, better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, work, dress my baby like build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle, in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from and it's so dope what I from it
No lie, why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby showtime
She know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's out, TKO, la!