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Lil Durk, Future
(IRoccOnTheBeat) (Who made this shit, Pharaoh?) He got caught with a bitch I hit like twice, but I denied I put my lil' bitch on him, he thinkin' with his dick, so he gon' slide You can't call me petty, me, I share my bitches with the guys I got bitches who I f*ck and they got names, but I can't brag I'm a heavy hitter You wanna fly out your friend, you better be ready with her Bitches cool, they never put me on blast 'cause I'm not petty with them I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands, I got my Patek bigger Back to Miami, got her ass on fleek, she got her panties bigger I just got a plug, he keep me flooded when that price low I like trenches hoes who sell they lean card for they micros I be in the trump, stuffin' my Runtz up with my white hoes Police pop out daytime, but we pop outside at night though Petty ass Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you ready Then I'm ready too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Then I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you ready (yeah, Pluto, woo) Then I'm ready too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Cuttin' off my partner, was thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby Drop you off the label, you ain't ready to catch a body Plugged up like cable, you gon' think I'm Black Mafia Subtweetin', soon as we catch up, don dadda Whack that nigga, have his family writin' me a novel Went to Louis Vuitton just to show off my Balenciagas Get mop from a prostitute, I feel her teeth, she ain't gettin' a dollar My young ho twenty-two, she don't keep it P, I'ma f*ck her mama She ain't just for the street, these hoes for the Earth I knew she was a freak, she grew up in a church These hoes poppin' Plan B's like they Percs Said I was a dead beat when I bought my daughter a Birkin Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Bitch, I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you ready Then I'm ready too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you petty Then I'm petty too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Bitch, you ready Then I'm ready too, uh, uh (bitch, let's get it) Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh