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SOB X RBE\n  album: PRIME\n  duration_ms: 212000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aye, had to let a bitch go\n  Aye, had to let a bitch go\n  Aye\n  Aye\n  Aye, aye, aye, aye\n\n  Uh, hella saucy, I'm crystal\n  I go dumb, Too $hort, blow the whistle\n  I'm the one, you the two, like a pencil\n  Aye, you don't live what's posted on your Insta\n  All that fakin', you can save it\n  Ain't your kid, so I'm not the one to play with\n  She always callin', always beggin' me to save her\n  Rockin' with my gang, it came up with me from the pavement\n  Bitch, I'm on my big dog status\n  I'm on your shit, don't matter\n  She want the wood like cabin\n  Just one time don't feel like stabbin', uh\n  On the run, I ran pages\n  I'm the one that makes girls love Asians\n  When I'm around it's no statements\n  They thought I talk flagrant\n\n  Poppin' like Crisco, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye\n  Had to let a bitch know, aye, uh\n  Poppin' like Crisco, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye\n  Had to let a bitch know, aye\n  Yeah, uh\n  Aye, had to let a bitch go\n  Aye, had to let a bitch go\n  (RBExSOB that's the gang bitch)\n\n  Had to let that broke bitch be\n  Buck down, pay 450 for these ripped jeans\n  Well respected in these streets like I'm Big Meech\n  Glock 23 but the clip hold 16\n  These niggas wanna be me but they can't though\n  Choppa make a nigga sing like he Dej Loaf\n  Fuck me, my enemies you need to pray for\n  I could never trick or give this dick to a stank hoe\n  Talk down I'm at your doorstep like a Jehovah\n  In that G Wagon, no this ain't no fuckin' Rover\n  When you slide, ain't no talkin' bitch, bend over\n  But I ain't hittin' shit if it got a odor\n  How you trapper of the year workin' at Best Buy\n  VVS on my chain this ain't SI\n  Thought that vest was gon' save you but that best lie\n  And no I ain't catchin' feelin's, I just catch flights, nigga\n\n  Stop actin' like you sick, boy you perfectly fine\n  You favorite rapper not the truth, I heard he a liey\n  Nigga, even when I'm wrong think I'm personally right\n  And you nigga got bitch ways he fasholy a dyke\n  Had to let that bitch go with her retarded ass\n  The boy fallin' off?, Nah, bitch I was just fallin' back\n  Politics is politics, and you don't want no parts of that\n  You ain't got no house, so where that chimmy ass apartment at\n  And if I told you 'bout my drank, then you might start to laugh\n  Bitch I ain't sendin' you no Uber, dammit call a cab\n  Ain't no point of lyin' to me, I know all the facts\n  And my real my number I won't give, but you can call the trap\n  We don't fuck with snitches, hell to the nah\n  And if them rollers snatched you up, you would tell them the law\n  If a war had started, you would tell em to call\n  You put my name on paperwork, shells'll mail in the morn\n\n  Poppin' like Crisco, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye\n  Had to let a bitch know, aye, uh\n  Poppin' like Crisco, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Had to let a bitch go, aye\n  Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye\n  Had to let a bitch know, aye\n"}]