Hurry Up

[Intro]
You didn't realize I was a threat, did you?
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[Verse]
Niggas want to lie to me, hoes will not provide for me
I'ma visit that girl, 'cause she just invited me
I walk through the backdoor, I don't want no company
Look through the back, and I don't see shit
Hop on my nuts, bitch, hop on my dick
I know she's got a man, and I really don't care
These hoes for everyone, man, these hoes are shared
I don't got a main bitch, just a couple hoes
If I feel tired of one, I'll pass her to my bro
She acting like she doesn't know, but she really fucked us both
Switching positions like we switching coats
Makе music with me, she's hitting high notes
Not mixing thе song, I'm just mixing my cup
I be dropping pills, hella pills in the stuff
I don't sip that pussy lean, I need that really clean
I don't buy a little bit, I just buy the whole thing
I don't need to pour up, just give me that fucking H
I want it right now, I told you to not be late
Hurry up and drive to my place, I can serve you so many plates
Pass me the heroin, pass me the opiates
I ain't play little games, bitch, this is big shit
If potential isn't being used, it's wasted
So much talent, and it's all being misplaced
Good rapper, but they're a fucking mental case
I ain't trying to catch a motherfucking case
.275 is the team, niggas want to hate, so just let them be
I don't want their sympathy, I don't need their empathy
Emotions make you feel empty, that shit's not for me

[Slowed]
[Verse]
Niggas want to lie to me, hoes will not provide for me
I'ma visit that girl, 'cause she just invited me
I walk through the backdoor, I don't want no company
Look through the back, and I don't see shit
Hop on my nuts, bitch, hop on my dick
I know she's got a man, and I really don't care
These hoes for everyone, man, these hoes are shared
I don't got a main bitch, just a couple hoes
If I feel tired of one, I'll pass her to my bro
She acting like she doesn't know, but she really fucked us both
Switching positions like we switching coats
Make music with me, she's hitting high notes
Not mixing the song, I'm just mixing my cup
I be dropping pills, hella pills in the stuff
I don't sip that pussy lean, I need that really clean
I don't buy a little bit, I just buy the whole thing
I don't need to pour up, just give me that fucking H
I want it right now, I told you to not be late
Hurry up and drive to my place, I can serve you so many plates
Pass me the heroin, pass me the opiates
I ain't play little games, bitch, this is big shit
If potential isn't being used, it's wasted
So much talent, and it's all being misplaced
Good rapper, but they're a fucking mental case
I ain't trying to catch a motherfucking case
.275 is the team, niggas want to hate, so just let them be
I don't want their sympathy, I don't need their empathy
Emotions make you feel empty, that shit's not for me