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    Issa no from me
    Issa no from me
    Had a few
    I’m down to two
    And one said she so over me
    Issa no from me
    Issa no from me
    I can’t let you get off killers
    Smoke you like some dope for me

    Blood on my chain
    But my watch like H2O
    First a stingray then a lambo
    I just cop two in a row
    Must be blind
    Cause I can’t see myself
    Falling out bout no ho
    Issa no watch what you type
    Don’t lose your life over a post
    She eat me fo she eat breakfast
    Snatched my soul
    Left me breathless
    Back and forth we stay into it
    She so insecure and jealous
    Talkin bout you want to well gone leave
    I want ya but what come with ya
    Honestly I don’t need
    Don’t be sendin me no paragraph
    That shit too much to read
    Christian Dior pullover
    But my heart on my sleeve
    I really witnessed trap niggas turn to rat bout that cheese
    Really take the stand and sing
    Point a finger Pleasure P
    Every day I’m John Doe
    I got my strap fo my ID (1: 10)
    And my diamonds hit like Tyson
    See my ice fo you see me
    My lil project ho she get around
    But keep it real with me
    Fuck her right and pay her bills
    She let me swipe her EBT
    Black tint black truck
    Mac tucked ooh shit that’s tough
    Po up slow up roll up
    Runts only jokes up
    Ran it up no sweat
    NLESS money long bread, ask Head
    Big bag they mad
    Bank roll thigh pads bunk beds

    Issa no from me
    Issa no from me
    Had a few
    I’m down to two
    And one said she so over me
    Issa no from me
    Issa no from me
    I can’t let you get off killers
    Smoke you like some dope for me

    I can work my muscle
    Show you somethin you never seen before
    I’m 100, 50 bands 50 rounds in this Gucci coat
    Turned a good girl to a nympho
    Hit it now she want some mo
    Shoot it it start shakin
    Like the Draco caught the Holy Ghost
    Sayin what he gone do
    The word got out I heard it
    Some handguns and two sticks
    I’m strapped in this suburban
    I send the blitz they get there quick
    And knock you off so urgent
    Don’t make me end yo career early
    Retire yo jersey
    Lil over 30 and my glock extended clip one in the head
    Must be careful how I play it
    It get shiesty bout that bread
    50, 000 up front end when I get there pickup the back
    Me and G nem in a Lac, members trail us in a scat
    She wouldn’t fuck if I wasn’t rich
    Might as well say I bought da bitch
    Tryna talk how I be talkin
    You can tell I taught da bitch
    If its fuck you then it’s fuck you
    I don’t care bout who you with
    Quick to make a opp go platinum
    Nuskie let the carbon hit
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