| I can’t feel no pain
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| I’m a rock star like Cobain (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| You died, took my heart away
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| We gon' ball like Hardaway
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Lamborghini driving, uh
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| I put on the mileage, uh (I put on mileage)
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| Pissed off my accountant, uh (Pissed off my accountant)
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| One ring, hunnid thousand, uh (Yeah, yeah)
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| Call her Aquafina, uh (Aquafina)
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| 'Cause that pussy drowning (Yeah, yeah)
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| My youngin caught a body
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| He gon' get promoted (Yeah, yeah)
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| Keep a cold shoulder, uh (I keep a cold)
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| My neck on pneumonia, uh (My neck pneumonia)
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| I’ma do the whole dash before I let 12 pull me over, uh (Yeah, yeah)
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| My pockets hot, you need a thermometer
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| I got my bag and I got my commas up
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| A nigga be hatin' and lookin' and envyin'
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| I’m with the pole, and nigga, we’re in here (Yeah, yeah), uh
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| Up in the hood runnin' train on a bitch like an engine (Shit)
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| Meant for this shit, I’m committed
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| Hop in the Hellcat, I’m fin' do the digit
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| Gun with a scope, I put holes in your fitted
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| Run up the bands, I’ma piece it
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| Put on that ski mask and I get to creepin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Lamborghini driving, uh
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| I put on the mileage, uh (I put on mileage)
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| Pissed off my accountant, uh
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| One ring, hunnid thousand, uh (Yeah, yeah)
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| Call her Aquafina, uh (Call her Aquafina)
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| 'Cause that pussy drowning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| My youngin caught a body (Caught it, yeah)
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| He gon' get promoted (Yeah, yeah)
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| Glock .17 with a thirty-round clip, don’t make me have to reload it
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| Feel like Casper, I don’t trust nobody just like a ghost did
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| I’m in your hood and your city, your block and your ghetto, my niggas, we posted
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| The pistol was dirty, I found me some bushes, I pour it up, chew it up, throw it
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| The sky was blue, was purple and pretty and gorgeous, I poured me an ocean
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| I pour up and pour me a ocean
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| I pour up and pour me a ocean (Ocean)
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| Ocean, I pour up and pour me a ocean (Ocean)
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| Ocean, I pour up and pour me a ocean (Ocean)
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| Lamborghini driving, uh
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| I put on the mileage, uh
|
| Pissed off my accountant, uh
|
| One ring, hunnid thousand, uh
|
| Call her Aquafina, uh
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| 'Cause that pussy drowning
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| My youngin caught a body
|
| He gon' get promoted
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| I can’t feel no pain
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| I’m a rock star like Cobain
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| You died, took my heart away
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| We gon' ball like Hardaway
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) |