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Hundreds on me won't spend it I ain't stupid
Bitches on me I shot it just like Cupid
He tryin way to hard don't know I do this
Like who this
Came up from the ground bitch we rooted
Seen a hundred guns but he won't shoot them
Don't talk about my brother's like you knew them
They tryin keep up never could out due them
What you doin
Is you Stupid
Yea I'm booted
He played me his music hurt my head had to mute it
I made sure it's real what you got that shit diluted
And we posted up free energy he mad he wasn't included
What you doin what you doin what you doin
I got something brewing
I been out in Cali with the plug like a Bruin
Money on me everywhere I go I get to it
What you doin what you doin what you doin
I got to get to it
I woke up this morning and wrote two hits
Don't try this shit at home can't do this
What you doin
What you doin
What are you doin
What you doin
What you doin
What you doin
What are you doin
What you doin
What you doin
Yea
Yea
Yea
WRITERS
Timothie Parks
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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