| I be lookin' all stylish
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| She said her boyfriend’s bi and he tryna fuck
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| I don’t gotta contrive it
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| Is it 'cause I break down when it’s piling up?
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| Feet crushed by a mallet
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| Hit a brand new speed, add it to my palette, no talent (Uh)
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| My nails need a new polish
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| I’ll show these motherfuckers how to find sauce in the rough
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| I found it stuck in my crib
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| You hit me online sayin' fuck promises
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| I wouldn’t pass that up, said I never did
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| Now I haven’t seen the sun in months
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| I can’t afford to give a fuck
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| As soon as I get out, we’ll get it in
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| So I better fuck off with the small talk
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| You can save the mileage
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| I poured sauce then it popped off
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| And I made it out here
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| I’m all up in your mentions and I know you 'bout this
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| I’m all over your main thing and he know about us
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| It’s gettin' crowded for a nerd like me
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| I need space, rerouting, they reserved my seat
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| Got a new set of rules and they’re molding me
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| 'Cause I’m over them now and they over me, yeah
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| I be lookin' all stylish
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| She said her boyfriend’s bi and he tryna fuck
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| I don’t gotta contrive it
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| Is it 'cause I break down when it’s piling up?
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| Feet crushed by a mallet
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| Hit a brand new speed, add it to my palette, no talent (Uh)
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| My nails need a new polish
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| I’ll show these motherfuckers how to find sauce in the rough |