| We were on the throne, living on our own
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| Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
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| She just wanna dance, I’mma get them bands
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| Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I’d die for my respect
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| Wrist, diamonds, ice, neon green lights
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| Don’t care about the price, I cop it, I smash it, this size
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| Wrist, diamonds, ice, percocet, my Sprite
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| Percys in my Sprite, Louis bag, three stripes
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| As I walk through the fire with my wings
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| I could only stop for this iron like a lane
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| She just want to pop all the molly in the Benz
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| I’ve been getting rich, making money with my friends
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| Bitch, we off them shits, time to stay until the end
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| I’m just trynna pop all the bottles, fuck the feds
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| I got 50 pills all up in our money bags
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| She gon' watch how I spend it, like, just to get it back
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| Sitting on the field, snakes through the money tracks
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| Breaking in and entering, bitch we popping tags
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| Keep the fire burning off a blunt like candle wax
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| Burning down your money 'til it ain’t nothing to stacks
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| We were on the throne, living on our own
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| Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
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| She just wanna dance, I’mma get them bands
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| Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I’d die for my respect
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| Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
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| Living my life, I’m alright, shawty, she my type
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| Die for this I might, chains all freeze outside
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| Flick all my lights, chain, dirty Sprite
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| As I hop by the avenue with my wings
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| Baby don’t stop, wanna give you everything
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| When we off them rocks, I’mma tell you everything
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| Soap on my shoes and on my heart, it’s getting thin
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| But you’re a butterfly riding through the desert winds
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| I’m a real bad, I love all the finer things
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| When I come close, close to you I can’t sin
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| Heaven knows I’m bad, but Lord, I can’t fix a thing
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| Fly too close to the sun, my wings give in
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| I gave you my whole life, don’t owe you a thing
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| As I chose life and this rug made of mink
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| Burning down the Winter 'cause I’m over everything
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| We were on the throne, living on our own (Leandoer stranger)
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| Hunting my own skin, want it to break in (break it in)
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| She just wanna dance, I’mma get them bands
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| Make a lot of stacks, bitch, I’d die for my respect |