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That's H-Mitch, yeah, aw, nigga | What you talkin' 'bout? | They're artists
That's H-Mitch, yeah, aw, nigga What you talkin' 'bout? They're artists Yeah, rah-rah, rah-rah She gon' make it clap 'cause I say so Ridin' 'round the trap countin' pesos If he tryna run, I'll take his face off In the back with some gunners tryna grab some I think it was better with the lights on Baby, tell me this the right song Tell me when I'm comin' when the day is young Then again, you come again, so tell me what you doin' Uh, tell me what you doin' Baby, tell me what you doin' Trap house drummin' New Phat City, niggas tryna come in We got hundreds and 50s, all cash in that Goyard bag A lil' baby tryna tip me like that, I like that, I like that I think you sound better when you hit me through the phone line Don't share all my secrets, don't you tell them through the grapevine Baby, tell me what it's hittin' for (hittin' for) You can run it back, baby, you can get some more (yeah) Niggas better when you lock the door Got you speakin' very loud, baby, make some noise Girl, I can't deny, you one of a kind If they said our love is wrong, believe it, it's no lie This shit got me damaged, cut my hair so I can manage Back door with my brothers, might as well decide you standin' They can see your ghost, always do the fuckin' most Run up in your room, bitch, we kickin' down your spot If I swing my door, bitch, don't tell me you ain't hit your target Murder that she wrote, oh, a four up and it's redrum Bitch, you know you dead wrong 'Bout to turn this bitch up next Never will I switch up on the gang from the East You was trappin' on the streets, tryna roll another cheese Told you many times that I ain't never FG Bitch, I'm throwin' on a mask and I'm comin' in your whip ARP up in my pants, bitch, I'm uppin' up my stick He not comin' for your mans, swear to God that he won't She gon' make it clap 'cause I say so Ridin' 'round the trap countin' pesos If he tryna run, I'll take his face off In the back with some gunners tryna grab some I think it was better with the lights on Baby, tell me this the right song Tell me when I'm comin' when the day is young Then again, you come again, so tell me what you doin' Uh, tell me what you doin' Baby, tell me what you doin' Trap house drummin' New Phat City, niggas tryna come in Niggas tryna come in, niggas tryna come in Niggas tryna come in, niggas tryna come in Niggas tryna come in, niggas tryna come in Niggas tryna come in, niggas tryna come in
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