| Used to sell me dreams 'bout a milligram
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| Chasin' highs whenever feel again
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| I told her bring it back and make it real again
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| I told her bring it back and make it real again
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| Still got your number in my trap phone
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| I hit the push and get the same high
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| I know you home girl waitin' for you back home
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| I pull up and fuck you at the same time
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| I won’t ever hit you from the main line
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| Got some nerve blowin' up my land line
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| Bitch you must be out your damn mind
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| Bitch you must be out you damn mind
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| Locked inside the room just the two of us
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| What made us love each other is what ruined us
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| I almost overdosed in the hills again
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| Tell her bring it back and make it real again
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| I only hit you from the trap phone
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| Come pull up and get your back blown
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| Close the door and put the latch on
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| Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
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| Bitch you got me poppin' pills again
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| Hittin' Vegas with a mil to spend
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| You got the wave baby I just want to swim again
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| Ooh, bring it back and make it real again
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| Phone blingin' my phone blingin'
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| Phone blingin' my phone blingin'
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| I could sell this loud for like a quarter million
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| I could sell this loud for like a quarter million
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| Trap phone
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| Trap phone
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| Trap phone
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| Know we got whatever what you tryna spend God
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| I don’t pay the bill I just change the sim card
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| They tomorrow ain’t promised so I’m a live it up
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| If I don’t got your number saved I don’t give a fuck
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| I’m in the sky gettin' high my crew is the hardest
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| A hundred K every day as soon as I charge it
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| And I pray that them people don’t people properly get me
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| If get bagged I’m keepin' it on my property with me
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| Whole lotta bad bitches that’s plottin' to hit me
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| I can’t wear your shoes dawg they not gonna fit me
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| The heart of the city yea I’m the backbone
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| And I’m ready to die over my trap phone
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| I only hit you from the trap phone
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| Come pull up and get your back blown
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| Close the door and put the latch on
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| Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
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| I’m too numb to ever feel again
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| Trying to find out where the feeling went
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| Told her bring it back and make it real again
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| Told her bring it back and make it real again
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| Used to sell me dreams 'bout a milligram
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| Chasin' highs whenever feel again
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| Told her bring it back and make it real again
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| Told her bring it back and make it real again
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| I only hit you from the trap phone
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| Come pull up and get your back blown
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| Close the door and put the latch on
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| Won’t save her but she hit me on the bat phone
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| Phone blingin' my phone blingin'
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| Phone blingin' my phone blingin'
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| I could sell this loud for like a quarter million
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| I could sell this loud for like a quarter million
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| Trap phone, trap phone
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| Trap phone, trap phone
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| Trap phone
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| Bitch you trying fuck stop tryna act grow |