| I don’t want your flakes, I don’t want your bread
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| All I want is you right in this game to get back to my bed
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| Chasin' all these bags for me, like I scored a perfect ten
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| And heart go out my mouth when I miss you
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| And I don’t want to show you 'cause it hits you
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| I might even try and not to hit you
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| 'Case you play more like the rest do
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| And how could I have jealousy
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| Until you ice me out I buy a diamond ring for me
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| I couldn’t even lie to you
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| I’m out of mind mind 'til you feel the same
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| Wanna run game way that I do
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| And how could I have jealousy
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| Until you ice me out I buy a diamond ring for me
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| I couldn’t even lie to you
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| I’m out of mind mind 'til you feel th same
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| Wanna run game way that I do
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| I’m ridin' with Rylo
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| Yeah I startd the drippin' wave yeah they just followed
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| I started rappin' then yeah I paid
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| Chanel with Gucci socks, yeah I’m ridin' a Tahoe
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| Shawties like sun yeah, shit I learned this met them overseas
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| I just want it out the gun risk
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| Fish like I’m in the palm bitch
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| Fuck this bad hoe, guess no I fucked your main hoe
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| They ain’t givin' out one huncho
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| Tried to take the kid chain, yeah but we keep pussy at pronto
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| I don’t even need no gun, poke a nigga up like I’m in Toronto |