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N***** talk s*** 'til they get shot back, like that You don't wanna end up like that, like that Flip it, then I bring it right back like that You don't really know about that | |
They call me F-L-A-C-K-O and don't play, no, 'bout my papes Baked potato on that Draco, new bandana on my face Ain't no stains up on my drapes, squeaky clean, f*** you say? | |
You can't come to the land Got that b**** in my hand That muhfucka' gon' dance That muhfucka' gon' dance, yeah Livin' gone like Xan' | |
I can't feel my face, oh God SMH, no ASMR (Huh) Show me where the prophets go Show me how to keep my pussy closed She said, 'You better count your blessings for real' Amen (Woo!) | |
We havin' designer sex (Yeah) Crawlin' on top of me (Ayy) Woah, Kemosabe, everything big (Big) Help you get your body fixed, conspiracy (Woo, yeah) | |
I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne (Skrrt) I put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver (Skrrt) | |
Rob that n****? Yeah, rob that n**** Look, Rob, my n**** You could try, but (Artist) ain't a thot, my n**** Wait (Artist), I ain't sayin' he a thot, my n**** | |
Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect) She f*** a n****, then she on to the next (Next) Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack | |
Look, real bars are the ill bars These scars are the only real proof they couldn't kill gods My coke hand is still sketchin' out my memoirs | |
Got a full clip, don't even carry no guns (Gun) Don't need no ICE, feel like I'm 21 (21) Breakfast and lunch, she gon' swallow my sons (Sons) | |
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How many sides to a story can there be when you saw it with your own eyes? I got all my thoughts out on records y'all won't ever hear Tried to give it time | |
No s***, I just quit, blew up quick, woah I just threw this temper tantrum, my new fit, woah No snitch, I get money, must admit, woah | |
Baby, when the sun is out, it's like I'm not myself Xanax doin' damage, make it night so I can handle you | |
take one look in the mirror, implications so clear I live life with no fear, except for the idea That one day you won't be here I will not fetch the ball Eyes are green | |
Greet me by my hand 'til you teach me to float Head is in the cloud with my stomach below Somethin' 'bout this feeling, I felt it before Took this pill and it swallowed me whole | |
I took them stones you threw, made chains for the crew (Ice) I brought up 10 hoes, this coupe only made for two (Yessir) They all ran through it, it ain't nothin' left to do | |
Thinkin' 'bout my grandmama and s*** I got the number one record, they acknowledged the jit (Ayy, yo, Kid) They goin' crazy when they play it, head bobbin' and **** | |
If she left with me, she the right ho Man, she ridin' me like a BMX Man, she said the D is for Dyno | |
Give him a magazine clip (Blick, blick, uh) Wax on, keep it legit like I told you, ten-fold Green Benjis, Blue Benjamins, identical | |
First things first let me get that introduction We on a long road to self-destruction You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothin' Let me get this clear | |
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