| I can see the jealousy
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| Tryna copy my identity
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| I just met your bitch and we got chemistry (ay ay)
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| I just fucked your bitch up in my hotel suite
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| Wh-whip with the wrist I got the recipe
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| Bi-bi-bitch want clarity (ay)
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| I just met your bitch and we got chemistry (ay)
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| Aye, I just met your bitch and we’re clear (ay)
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| I just hit your bitch and she a flip (ay)
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| I get compliments on my drip (ay)
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| 30. Round extendo my hip (ay)
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| I run the pressure to feel it
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| Once I tire the Bentley
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| I don’t lack on my building
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| Shawty no way to conceal it
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| Yo girlfriend on cieling
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| She wanna sweat on my children
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| I ain’t in there no feel
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| I ain’t goin suffer from kneeling
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| Bitch want clarity (ay)
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| I can see the jealousy
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| Tryna copy my identity
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| I just met your bitch and we got chemistry (ay ay)
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| I just fucked your bitch up in my hotel suite
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| Wh-whip with the wrist I got the recipe
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| Bi-bi-bitch want clarity (ay)
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| I just met your bitch and we got chemistry (ay)
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| I give em all designer drugs then board the jet
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| Hugh Hefner swag four bitches giving me head |
| I fondle her friend
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| While she pour lean and Fant' down my bands
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| My partner said I should fuck on her now as soon as I land
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| Count a couple grams watch them bitches do a couple grams
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| If they overdose then fuck it leave them hoes in with their friends
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| Im on another coast them bitches never even ask your name
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| Money hungry hoes, fruitless, I ain’t fuckin for the fame
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| Only chemistry I know is mix and matching all my blang
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| A couple diamond chains, an ice watch, and a few rings
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| Bitch want clarity (ay)
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| I can see the jealousy
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| Tryna copy my identity
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| I just met your bitch and we got chemistry (ay ay)
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| I just fucked your bitch up in my hotel suite
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| Wh-whip with the wrist I got the recipe
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| Bi-bi-bitch want clarity (ay)
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| I just met your bitch and we got chemistry (ay) |