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Haley Smalls

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I'm looking so, so lit
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
They wanna see me, quit
Aw yeah, aw yeah
I'm looking so, so rich
You were holding me down
Now I'm back on the road
Now we all dipped in gold

I don't even gotta question
Forgot to mention
If you ain't loyal, there's an exit
You learn a lesson
See 'cause I'm off it
They think this my best, so I cop it
Never really take what they offerin'
Fuckin' with they heads 'cause they watchin'
XO mark on their coffin
But niggas still be knockin'
Ears always ringing 'cause they talkin'
Hear my name come up a little too often
Shockin'
Haters always be plottin'
Fuck a nigga flip floppin'
Should of known I'd be poppin'
Shockin'

I'm looking so, so lit
They wanna see me, quit
I'm looking so, so rich
You were holding me down
Now I'm back on the road
Now we all dipped in gold

You ain't fucking with me, oh no, no, no
We ain't smoking no trees oh no, no, no
Don't never come around me
You lost your trust around me
I'm only fucking with niggas that I'd know are really fuckin' with me
You ain't rollin' with me
You ain't smokin' with me
I know you hate it 'cause you ain't get no love in these streets
Yeah, yeah

Dream of taking my spot
You never thought you'd get caught
Haters always gon' play the fence
I read you like a sixth sense
Now I'm way up I'm on that wave how you feeling I know that's burnin' a nigga
On your timeline like what's poppin' I know that be burnin' a nigga
Niggas throwin' shade 'cause I'm high now
Why you looking mad 'cause I'm high now
Everybody wanna jump on it later
Only new friends I got is my paper

I'm looking so, so lit
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
They wanna see me, quit
Aw yeah, aw yeah
I'm looking so, so rich
You were holding me down
Now I'm back on the road
Now we all dipped in gold

You ain't fucking with me, oh no, no, no
We ain't smoking no trees oh no, no, no
Don't never come around me
You lost your trust around me
I'm only fucking with niggas that I'd know are really fucking with me
You ain't rollin' with me
You ain't smokin' with me
I know you hate it 'cause you ain't get no love in these streets

I know you ain't got to show it
I can see through all the fake and I know it
Smile in my face with guns fully loaded
I can see through all the fake and I know it
Nigga I know it