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

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

get a response from me, ain't no confessions
Before I 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 of my collection

on black socks, meet me at the yacht dock
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my
Yeah, maybe it's the drop,
We get in our feelings,
I don't how you would feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm conversin' with you, I hope you 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
on a hardtop Bugatti
She me she was an angel
She two rappers and three singers
I'ma keep it and tell the truth to you
I got this joint, she know to do with me
And now I don't know what to do with you
I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' with you
She caught a red eye, L.A
I shoulda her to the valet
And I had to tell her Miami
she came with no panty

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