| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Racks in my jeans now, I’m counting up (Racks)
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Chanel in my ears now, can’t hear you talk (Shut up)
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Racks in my jeans now, I’m counting up (Racks)
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Chanel in my ears now, can’t hear you talk (Shut up)
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| Falling apart
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| Blunts in the dark
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| Falling apart
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| Hit restart
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| Finna cop a penthouse, I’m just a kid
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| Do first ask later, that’s how I live
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| Taking all of these shots, 'cause I don’t miss
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| Masi' my first whip, don’t have my permit
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| Yeah, I’m just grinding, somethin' like RipStik
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| Designer on my face, Chanel her lipstick
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| Motherfuck a nine to five, I’ma take a risk
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| Motherfuck a nine to five, rather Cartier my wrist
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| Falling apart
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| Blunts in the dark
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| Falling apart
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| Hit restart
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Racks in my jeans now, I’m counting up (Racks)
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Chanel in my ears now, can’t hear you talk (Shut up)
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Racks in my jeans now, I’m counting up (Racks)
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| You say you love me, no, you did not
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| Chanel in my ears now, can’t hear you talk (Shut up) |