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McKenzie
Yeah (Uh)

Ain't got no time, so when I fuck you, I'm gon' leave out
You ever stood over a nigga, watch him bleed out?
My bro did, I give him a switch, he go and blitz and split another wig
Been tryna stay out the streets and focus on some other shit
Tryna go and do some good shit
But I fell in love with all these Percocets and hood bitches
Bitch, you know you lucky that you fucked me, I'm a mil' ticket
'Cause every ho don't get a chance, you gotta be some fine shit

I met her, she had a fat ass, but I made her my side bitch
Ridin' 'round in a Maybach right now, me and my bro on five blitz (Uh)
Nigga, a superhero wouldn't be shit without his sidekicks
That's why I love all my bros, I make sure we all lit (Uh)
I make sure we all good, put down food on all plates
I feel like the fuckin' glue, the one that make us all stay together 'cause we brothers
I can't let my twin drown, every time, I'm gon' help him
If he strugglin', I know how it feel to not have fuckin' nothin'

Ain't got no time, so when I fuck you, I'm gon' leave out
You ever stood over a nigga, watch him bleed out?
My bro did, I give him a switch, he go and blitz and split another wig
Been tryna stay out the streets and focus on some other shit
Tryna go and do some good shit
But I fell in love with all these Percocets and hood bitches
Bitch, you know you lucky that you fucked me, I'm a mil' ticket
'Cause every ho don't get a chance, you gotta be some fine shit

I might post the whip I'm in, you know I ain't hidin', bitch
I went, sold my fuckin' soul, my shit been gone, I ain't alive, bitch
If you ain't tryna blow your fuckin' pole, you better drive, bitch
This nigga claimed he was my killer, shit got sticky, he ain't drop shit
I'ma get the job done, I'm ridin' with a chopstick
These broke niggas not shit, I can't trust an opp ho
They be on that opp shit, but I still fuck my opp ho
I'm probably posted in they hood with her right now, fuckin' an opp bitch, uh

Ain't got no time, so when I fuck you, I'm gon' leave out
You ever stood over a nigga, watch him bleed out?
My bro did, I give him a switch, he go and blitz and split another wig
Been tryna stay out the streets and focus on some other shit
Tryna go and do some good shit
But I fell in love with all these Percocets and hood bitches
Bitch, you know you lucky that you fucked me, I'm a mil' ticket
'Cause every ho don't get a chance, you gotta be some fine shit

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