| Gucci bag yeah I keep them hunnids duffled up
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| Baby whatever you want, you know it’s all on us
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| Sippin' Dom Pérignon up out a white cup
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| If you just give me a chance I’ll give you all my love
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| Fourteen hunnid for these jeans, you know it’s all good
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| Got a quarter ounce of kush and we gon' roll one up
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| All I’m askin' baby girl is for a lil' trust
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| Shawty all you gotta do is let me know
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| With your foot all on my neck
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| Why the fuck you got me so damn stressed?
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| Feelin' like a spine stuck in your side
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| You know I died when you left me bleedin'
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| Maybe if I sit and hold my breath
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| I’ll get your attention if I’m dead
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| Finally made up my mind
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| Your words, your lies, pushing me over the edge
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| Sticks and Stones could never break me
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| But your words cut deep as of lately
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| When you get home, all you’ll find is
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| My body face down and lifeless
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| Sticks and Stones could never break me
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| But your words cut deep as of lately
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| When you get home, all you’ll find is
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| My body face down and lifeless
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| Slime green Lamborghini with the doors up
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| Baby whatever you want, you know it’s all on us
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| Gave you everything but still it was never enough
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| So defeated, broken spirit and my heart’s been crushed
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| Fourteen hunnid for these sneakers, yeah it’s all good
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| I was always there for you whenever times got tough
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| Guess my love never really amounted to much
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| But now I’m really going through with this
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| When it comes to you and all your friends
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| You always act so goddamn unimpressed
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| Lookin' like a ghost, you’ll check my pulse
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| No there’s no hope cause your boy ain’t breathin'
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| And you can tell my family and my friends
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| Its all your fuckin' fault it ended like this
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| Finally made up my mind
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| Your words, your lies, pushing me over the edge
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| Sticks and Stones could never break me
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| But your words cut deep as of lately
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| When you get home, all you’ll find is
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| My body face down and lifeless
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| Sticks and Stones could never break me
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| But your words cut deep as of lately
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| When you get home, all you’ll find is
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| My body face down and lifeless |