| Girl, I’m in your head now, baby, calm your ass down
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| Got a check, hit up Saks, read a text and I pass out (Yeah)
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| Don’t wanna stand out
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| Fall in love, make her laugh like it’s a stand up (Hahaha)
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| Girl, I’m in your head now, baby, calm your ass down
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| Got a check, hit up Saks, read a text and I pass out (Yeah)
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| Don’t wanna stand out
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| Fall in love, make her laugh like it’s a stand up
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| They never say shit 'til they see me counting commas
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| Now they got a problem, talking shit 'cause they don’t wanna
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| Worry 'bout their own bag, so sad
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| How you gonna hate, oh yeah
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| Just like that
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| Fish among fish while I get them racks
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| Then I sit back, take a drink and laugh
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| Swear you’ll never-ever-evr make me mad
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| Talk my talk, do my step in my black Vans
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| I’m so frsh while you look like a trashcan
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| Might bring '07 back with the huge pants, huge shirt, networth
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| Curve your bitch, I don’t like her, get the bread first
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| Got a smile on, I’m still cursed
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| Hands up 'til they put me in the Earth
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| My dick big, no David Burt |