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[Verse 1: the Gemini]
Woah, ayy, ayy, ayy
I knocked a bitch up at Sundays
Hit my whip, make yo be like, "One day", ayy
You turn me down, now too late
All these got my exes saying, "Touché"
Yeah, I don't fuck with you, you the
You was hating when a nigga opulent
Woah, on the flying
I'm to death, but I don't plan on dying
Touchdown, lil' nigga, we don't do
out the window, no, not two blunts
Young nigga front a me and all my flaws
I used to in [?], me and all my dogs
It wasn't one, so I a way
Hopped up out the Bentley like I'm TJ Fadeaway
Got these jocking me, yeah, me and [?]
up on the block, pumping bass, hella 808

[Verse 2: Lil
Whoa, whoa, I, I, I, I,
nigga, pull up in a red Lamb
Two tone trunk and I shoulda my ram
in LA like the motherfuckin' Rams
I don't want your weed, nigga, you be [?]
[?]
week, nigga, catch me at the Summer Jam
[?]
her in her ass, [?]
[?]
Getting my respect like I'm the grands
[?] sorry 'bout the
do a nigga like [?]
[?] fuck the law
I be me so I hope you doing y'all
[?] or please don't even
[?] see me, then fall
in my DM, [?]
They be in my shows, I don't see 'em like I'm
I'ma run it up, let that [?]
[?]
I don't her name, but that bitch, she in my drawers