| Pass me, more cups
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| Wash it down with a little bit of lean
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| Catch me, sure enough
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| Backwood stuffed with guap in my jeans
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| Your bitch, she said she know me
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| No that bitch don’t know me she just know my IG
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| My bitch, she said i’m holy
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| And she made of metal call her android 18
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| My bitch, the prettiest
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| Looking like I pulled her off a milf magazine
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| Your bitch, is hideous
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| You tuck her in at night and you call her your queen
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| I’m smoking that Listerine
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| Gas fast light, McQueen
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| This cash like HIV
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| Stuck to me like angel wings
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| These niggas be hating shit to stop the shaking tambourine
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| I got a milf bitch cooking naked making lean cuisine
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| Pass me, more cups
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| Wash it down with a little bit of lean
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| Catch me, sure enough
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| Backwood stuffed with guap in my jeans
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| Your bitch, she said she know me
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| No that bitch don’t know me she just know my IG
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| My bitch, she said i’m holy
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| And she made of metal call her android 18
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| Running up the money like i was on cool math
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| Counting up the money like it was on cool math
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| Adding this shit up just like it was cool math
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| Adding this shit fast like my name was cool math
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| Adding up the money like i was on cool math
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| Running to that shit feel like this shit was cool math |