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I only trust girls on days don't end with a Y ask why you can't ever see trust Catch up, you could keep up Wrist froze if I freeze up You no say we flex and cheques so we You know she she turned blind eye Oooo five that's a bad night we getting money now she like, like Fucked her with the blindfold she ugly me She no say nothin' she thought I was a freak You can get all cocky I see you on the streets Not like a nigga you want beef You know that do this for real mama You know that catch and they kill mama You that I'm feeling your style mama You know you got a love for the whole
She smell like Yves Saint My garms from Italy, I feel like the don Paris Fashion Week I'm watching Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper now she feeling my song she do is for the media I might your food and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes always tryna follow I'mma ya Her body tight she looking hot up like a Got me looking
in my cup got me seeing every peng ting twice Now I'm feeling nice, no mixer ice She said I'm too cold, that's the ice Free my that are scrubs doing deals for the rice taking pics but will you back the beef I'm a VIP, for real, with stacks on me Trynna beef with who I that's a catastrophe Cos we came up from the mud like its Fendi on my belt my pretty brown miss My Henny's super red thats expensive brown piss She said she tequila but I ain't about this I don't really drink when I ain't around MIST And I makeup thats a choice tho assured you can't get up in this Royce tho I'm up on all of my opps as far as go Cos no one's copping what we're copping with this coin
She smell like Yves Laurent My garms were from Italy, I feel the don Paris Fashion Week I'm Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song Everything she do is for the I might duck your and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes tryna follow I'mma lead ya Her body tight she hot up like a fever Got me looking
She smell like Yves Laurent My garms from Italy, I feel like the don Paris Fashion Week I'm watching Louis Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my she do is for the media I might duck food and bredrin I don't need ya Her exes tryna follow I'mma lead ya Her tight she looking hot up like a fever Got me eager
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