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You Got It Lyrics by Riccy Runtz Riccy Runtz
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I seen you fold, not once but you did that twice
And you know I ain't know bout the situation, that don't make this right
Thinking you out for my soul, if you want it, just take my life
Like I don't wanna fuss back, babygirl you got that, alright
fuck
I see you want show yo butt
Calm down, you doing way too much
Like, you know with you, I fell in love
Change the topic, I'm back on these drugs
I'm back on that FTOS shit
He a Christian, we send em to Heaven
Pick em up, that boy need a medkit
With that glock, I'ma veteran
I be stepping
I'm the one that's running my section
Fuck her, she too damn selfish
My baby melanin
Riding in this whip, come hop in
I'm tryna spark shit
I stand on all ten
Fuck the party, you ain't let us all in
She want me but I want her friend
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't tryna take you out on a date, I am not no gentleman
Man, what is this feeling man?
I came with two, not many men
And you said that you needed help but I love you so I gave you a helping hand
She wanna ride the wave
But this hoe is not my bae
And I'm outside today tryna take off a fuck nigga face
Kobe Bryant, I'm so smooth with the fade
Nigga okay, okay
I heard you once, you ain't got none else to say?
Nigga, you a fucking lame
Better stay in yo fucking lane
When you see me round, better tuck yo fucking chain
Man I'm like Debo
She don't want none to do with me nomo
But I need this hoe
Why I can't keep no hoe?
Shoutout my fucking woe
I'm 17, can't even vote
Trench baby, I got mud on my clothes
MuddBaby, nigga Remo
Go ask the opps, bet he know
She won't leave me lone, mhm
I'ma tell you one more time
You get up in that line
Bitch you bet not fucking lie
Or you gone fucking die and I put that on Allah
Allah, Allah
I seen you fold, not once but you did that twice
And you know I ain't know bout the situation, that don't make this right
Thinking you out for my soul, if you want it, just take my life
Like I don't wanna fuss back, babygirl you got that, alright
fuck
I see you want show yo butt
Calm down, you doing way too much
Like, you know with you, I fell in love
Change the topic, I'm back on these drugs
I'm back on that FTOS shit
He a Christian, we send em to Heaven
Pick em up, that boy need a medkit
With that glock, I'ma veteran
I be stepping
I'm the one that's running my section
Fuck her, she too damn selfish
My baby melanin
Riding in this whip, come hop in
I'm tryna spark shit
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