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Kiss & Tell (feat. Lil Baby)

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(Exo)

Remember days we ain't have a thing, we had to stay down
Years later, time changed, they tryna come back around
Brodie changed 'cause he ain't get a chain
He was in every picture, I had to X him out my background (deuxe made this one)
Only members, I don't give a fuck 'bout who you hang around
Can't call me lil' nigga, big dog around my way now
I peep the frown upside down, it's just a fake smile
I been stackin' my blue M&Ms, call me 8 Mile
He had to pay a lawyer, it ain't matter, he still lost trial
Niggas talkin' 'bout smoke like it matter, he a Black and Mild
I was rockin' them clothes like two years ago, they just stole the style
She told me she loved me and fucked the gang, man, these hoes wild
You can't trust these hoes, niggas hoes, they get exposed
In a Maybach, bick back bool now, I'm still kickin' it with the bros
She want a date, I don't know mister rugs, I took her to Copper Cove
Stiff on a bitch, I won't even give her a hug, she hate me and it shows
Judge sent me to prison, I was supposed to be doin' shows
I was just fuckin' hella bitches, now I need pictures of her toes
She used to fuck me on the bench, now her Securus account closed
Niggas play, then you gon' lay, I hate the opps when they be trollin'
Might go like your baby mama picture, follow her on Instagram
Shawty on probation with a switch, he don't give a damn
It ain't nothin' but lean in his cup, not New Amsterdam
I was just listenin' to My Dawg, now I got a song with Wham
And all my pockets full
Soon as I cheat, she try to leave, I buy her a pocketbook
Ice, ice, ice, ice like a hockey cup
Ice, ice, ice, ice, watch 'em run from Trump
Police hit my block, I had to run, turned to Forrest Gump
Remember they heard my music, said it was nothin', now the club crunk
Ballin' on these niggas like LeBron, do a slam dunk
So many niggas been nutted on her face, she's a cum dump
Late night on some horny shit, still hit her with a condom
Before I go out bad, I'd rather die inside the cell
Hope the plane never crash, I'm tryna pull a FBL
She was married with a man, but I never kiss and tell, yeah

I'll never kill and tell (shh)
In the Maybach totin' a blower, he makin' M's while he in jail, yeah, yeah
Got my name from off a scale
This shit fell apart, we went our separate ways, just wish 'em well
Yeah, me and Ced was goin' pound for pound and now he rich off merch
My big brother just came home, he bangin' murder, free the church
Snoop ain't never gettin' no job, he get a striker, go to work
In the streets deep like the yellow lines, I'm tryna beat the curb
Gave my whole heart to a nothin'-ass ho, that shit had hurt me
Fucked my brother and then tried to double back, she really got some nerve, yeah
This bitch really got some nerve, yeah
I'm from the jungle
Really took penitentiary chances to take care of my mama
Jumped in that water, learned how to swim, I couldn't go under
Ran up that dog shit, still on my toes, I can't get comfortable
Kept it one thousand, these niggas flaw, it took my conscience
Straight out of poverty to a pent', I really wanted it
Havin' this shit and that's all that matter, fuck your comment
I had my way with your baby mama without no condom
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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