| I might be unborn but I still can’t see through your shit
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| I might be unborn but I still can’t see through your shit
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| Crack rock in the Benz
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| Pushing miracle whips
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| Blood stains on my bed
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| Pants from Dior, cash on the floor
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| All 'cause she pregnant
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| You my girlfriend, yeah
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| Poom poom so wet
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| Fucking till the moon shines on my tongue
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| Cows in the grass
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| You my girlfriend, yeah
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| Love when you give me head
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| Love when you laugh, it’s been a while
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| Can’t go nowhere
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| Can’t make love, can’t do drugs
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| Cat got your tongue?
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| Wake up, bae, snooze, you lose
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| Bugs on my grave
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| Newborn child, don’t you cry
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| Tats on my face
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| Swam like a mermaid
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| Swam like a mermaid
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| Inside of you with my *beep*
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| Sauce on my Balmain
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| Sauce on my Balmain
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| I might be unborn but I still can’t see through your shit
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| I might be unborn but I still can’t see through your shit
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| Cornrows and girls don’t cry
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| Ocean shore legs I drive
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| Cruise control, missiles fly
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| Rain, rain, go away
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| Paid my loans all in cash
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| Skipping school, fuck your rules
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| MVP, most improved
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| White like rosetta
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| Singing my falsetto
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| Baby girl, yellow bone
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| Baby boy, sing
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| I might be unborn but I still can’t see through your shit
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| I might be unborn but I still can’t see through your shit |