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First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul, just my pole and my kid
Never tell a lie, cross my heart, hope to die, uh
Then I sold the switch, then I hit it with a kiss, mwah
Opposite of gentleman, how you niggas gremelin'?
Everything militant, nigga, I'm a soldier, uh
All the bitches in Timberland, all about the Benjamins
Left her pussy tremblin', now she stayin' over, uh (Pretty made)
Uh, peace home, black bone, black peace stone
Black onyx, black diamonds shinin', black jeans on
All black phone, black whip, black iPhone
Black Carti’, black boy don't dance, mostly
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
If you stole my style, I need at least like ten percent (What?)
All due disrespect, I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print, and I won't leave a— (Pretty made, pretty made)
Business
We in the building, my nigga, not in some
Niggas still in the
Who built the, my nigga?
(Pretty made, pretty made)
First you stole my flow, pussy nigga switched
Turned into a opp, fuck his block, he a bitch, boy
Might pull up to yo’ crib, spin it like the, uh
Spend it like the time that you ain’t spendin’ with yo’ kid (Pretty made, pretty made)
Take these boys to school, they try to Columbine ya
Always bangin’ up the crew, he a colonizer
Just to-
Garfield, chillin’ with my dog, eating lasagna
Take me back to the days in the club
When your boys gotta hold you up while she
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul, just my pole and my kid
Never tell a lie, cross my heart, hope to die
Then I sold the switch, then I hit it with a kiss, mwah
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
If you stole my style, I need at least like ten percent (What?)
All due disrespect, I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print, and I won't leave a dent (Pretty made, pretty made)