| You’ll regret the day that you left me
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| This’ll be the last time, you told me the last time
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| You was done bringing home stress to me
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| Ain’t nothing to talk about, done talking now
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| Trying not to curse you out, I’m walking, yeah
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| I might pull up in something vicious
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| Remind you of just what you missing, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Make you so sick, might need prescription
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| My wrist glow cost me double digits
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| Woke up a fucking villain
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold
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| I just froze up my wrist 'cause my heart’s cold
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| You dug your hole
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| God rest your soul
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| Love him then
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold
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| I just
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| I buy my own things, I set you free
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| Sold me all those dreams then you slept on me
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| Now it’s nightmare scenes, all these racks on me
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| I know it’s killing you
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| I might pull up in something vicious
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| Remind you of just what you missing, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Make you so sick, might need prescription
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| My wrist glow cost me double digits
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| Woke up a fucking villain
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold
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| I just froze up my wrist 'cause my heart’s cold
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| You dug your hole
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| God rest your soul
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| Love him then
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold, I just
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| Hello, I’m laughin' when he leavin' me
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| Feeling like Rihanna cah you needed me
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| My new ting sitting to the left of me
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| Fucking on your friend and he a prodigy
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| Ah, I might put you on the benches
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| Ah, let a big baller come get this
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| Ah, I might put you in the trenches
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| Ah, I might
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| Balenciaga with the fit
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| Pull up foreign with the whip
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| Catch you slippin' with your bitch
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| Hop out, skrrt and push her wig
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| Hope she packing on her hip
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| They ain’t fucking with a king
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| If you play me, don’t forget
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| I ain’t Jesus, don’t forgive
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| I might pull up with a stick
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| I might just, I might just, I might just
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold
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| I just froze up my wrist 'cause my heart’s cold
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| You dug your hole
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| God rest your soul
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| Love him then
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold, I just
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold
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| I just froze up my wrist 'cause my heart’s cold
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| You dug your hole
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| God rest your soul
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| Love him then
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| Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart’s ice cold, I just |