Fight!
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Hey
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God damn...I'm winning
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God damn! I'm winning
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Got money now you done switched up on me
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I used to think about how you would act
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When a nigga got money
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Now you done switched up on me
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Now you wanna say "what's up?" to me
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Okay so now you wanna make love to me
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Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
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I know you thought we had something special
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But you don't mean nothing to me
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Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me
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Just be honest, girl what you want from me?
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This ain't nothing new, keep it so 100
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I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me
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I go by God Tiller, you better run from me
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Give hope to my niggas, them niggas blood money
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Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me
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I'm high on life, that's what it does for me
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My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)
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Young nigga, young nigga
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Your friends bad too?
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Then tell 'em come with you
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And we like, bitches with they own shit
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We don't like gold diggers
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Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
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I know you thought we had something special
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But you don't mean nothing to me
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Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me
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This the shit I don't condone
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Cheating on your man but you can get it if you want it
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Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit
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Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah
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Hey now nigga, why won't you shut up?
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This the motherfuckin' 502 come up
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And every time I'm back in the city
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Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
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Young nigga, young nigga
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Your friends bad too?
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Then tell 'em come with you
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And we like, bitches with they own shit
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We don't like gold diggers
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Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
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I know you thought we had something special
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But you don't mean nothing to me
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Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me
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Every nigga did you wrong, except for me
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I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me
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Say you love sick, girl I got the remedy
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I'll give you long dick and longevity
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Don't settle for less or for infidelity
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Niggas ain't built like me
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He can't bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me
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Or even keep the business behind his lips like me
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I got a hundred fucking problems
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Good brain, am I fucking with a scholar?
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Woodgrain, I'mma grip it when I whip it
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If I take a shot and brick it, I'mma flip it
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Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it
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Gotta make sure my brothers is eating I'mma split it
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If she throw that pussy at me I'mma hit it
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Pen Griffey, but she won't get a penny, no
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(Boy if you don't get)
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Young nigga, young nigga
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Your friends bad too?
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Then tell 'em come with you
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And we like, bitches with they own shit
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We don't like gold diggers
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Girl if you don't get the fuck from me
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I know you thought we had something special
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But you don't mean nothing to me
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Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me
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Hey
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God damn
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We don't like gold diggers...
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God...damn I'm winning
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Oh no!
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Sorry Not Sorry
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Bryson Tiller |