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I've in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't playin' em'
You come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you come to Pluto?

She me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three
She got a few athletes on dial
I'm tryna get the case dismissed I see trial
And these codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil'
I used to dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
All these cameras on, fuckin' with my mood,
And these chains clinkin' and forth, they too loud
know damn well this wasn't promised
I damn well this must be promised
Left every pair of Margielas at the
Technically I never packed up and
80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
And I got this bad at disposal
I cooked it up and then I went
My mama push a Range Rover
Had to make sure I got it fully
be the one and then you get exposed
If you the one, then God will let me
But at the same time, I like to with one
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride one
And I had to to her last night
Had to this one freak on the last flight
Had to send this one freak on the last

Won't get a response me, ain't no confessions
I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
Any time I got you, girl you my
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my

Standin' on socks, meet me at the yacht dock
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my
Yeah, maybe the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings,
I don't know how you would feel about if I ain't have millions,
I'm conversin' with you, I you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my with you everywhere
And hell no it ain't about no rights
But even if it was, I got it
Pinstripes on a hardtop
She me she was an angel
She fucked two and three singers
I'ma keep it genuine and tell the to you
I got this joint, she know what to do me
And right now I don't what to do with you
I don't sound like I'm bein' rude with you
She a red eye, leavin' L.A
I gave her to the valet
And I had to tell her 'bout
After she came no panty

Won't get a from me, ain't no confessions
I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
Any time I got you, you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
if I hit you once, you part of my collection