| Ain’t shit change, I been chillin' in the house
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| Ain’t shit change, but that gold up in my mouth
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| Ain’t shit change, got your bitch up in the house
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| Ain’t shit change, but the guap I’m gettin' now
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| My ex hit my line, said she miss me
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| She gon' ride the stick, like a six speed
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| I got something in my solo, make me tipsy
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| Stop speaking on my name, hoe you’re tripping
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| Ain’t nothing has changed, but the bank account
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| Smoking loud, you hear it from the neighbor’s house
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| I like when that ass is up, but face is down
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| We go third base, 'cause she got the basics down
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| Ain’t shit change, I been chillin' in the house
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| Ain’t shit chang, but that gold up in my mouth
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| Ain’t shit change, got your bitch up in the house
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| Ain’t shit chang, but the guap I’m gettin' now
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| On my mama, shit ain’t change, I’m just gettin' guap
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| These is real diamonds bitch, what the fuck you thought
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| Call that hoe an Uber home, I can’t drop her off
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| Off the bottle, bitch I’m lit, ain’t no molotov
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| (YE) I got the «UH»
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| I gotta wait (Turn up)
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| She got the «UH»
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| She got the cake (YE, YE, YE)
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| I’m tryna «YE»
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| But I’m always late
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| She tryna «YE»
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| But she gotta wait (Turn up, Turn up, Turn up)
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| Ain’t shit change, I been chillin' in the house
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| Ain’t shit change, but that gold up in my mouth
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| Ain’t shit change, got your bitch up in the house
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| Ain’t shit change, but the guap I’m gettin' now |