| Ay remember lilac incense
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| Burning out inside my Mercedes
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| So reminiscent of the times that I would call you my baby
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| The autumn leaves they fall from trees
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| Just like our feelings they changing
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| But I remember what you told me
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| Life is just what we make it
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| I said like Cherry blossom
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| Shawty breathe your life into the wintertime
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| Memories of you and me
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| You interlocked your hand in mine
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| Memories of conversations destinies that intertwine
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| Icicles around my fuckin' heart
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| I feel like Gucci Maine
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| Brr brr brr brr brr we not Gucci hoe
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| Text me like you miss me
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| Hit you back like naw I’m Gucci tho
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| East Atlanta Santa in the phantom feeling Gucci tho
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| Used to wake up with you
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| Now I wake up in my Gucci robe
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| Like Gucci this and Gucci that um
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| Gameboy games in Gucci bags um
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| Gucci jeans all on my ass um
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| Lil cream on her face no Gucci tat um
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| Brr brr brr brr brr we not Gucci tho
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| Text me like you miss me
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| Hit you back like naw I’m Gucci hoe
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| You tryna call me bae bitch
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| I’m up in that Tesla like why you testing my patience?
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| I been livin' day to day shit like this a vacation or maybe
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| Now they singing my cadence its validation
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| But fuck that fake shit
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| I’m on that wake up give me top shit
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| I’m up on that boss shit
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| Fuck her then I teleport lil hoe I feel like Noctis
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| Damn my ex is all up on my shit I feel like Roxas
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| Had to cut that bitch off that hoe coughing she is toxic
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| Gurren Lagann Shawty how she bout to give me face bitch
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| She turned off my PS4 you 'bout to run my fade bitch
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| (I'm 'bout to whoop that ass up)
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| I don’t take no shit lil Boi you sounding like you take dick
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| I just took a flight I’m out in Paris w my main chick
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| Brr brr brr brr brr we not Gucci hoe
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| Text me like you miss me
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| Hit you back like naw I’m Gucci tho
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| East Atlanta Santa in the phantom feeling Gucci tho
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| Used to wake up with you
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| Now I wake up in my Gucci robe
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| Now I’m just with my lil shawty tho
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| Yellow diamonds Wario
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| Whippin Maserati vintage Tommy drizzled on me tho
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| Got a bunch of thotties
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| Rubbing scented lotion on me tho
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| Girlfriend feed me takis
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| While I’m fuckin' on your auntie tho
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| Brr brr brr brr brr we not Gucci tho
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| East Atlanta Santa in the phantom feeling Gucci tho
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| Used to wake up with you
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| Now I wake up in my Gucci robe
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| Text me like «I miss you»
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| I’m like fuck you hoe I’m Gucci tho
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| Not really
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| Heh
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| It’s fine
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| Please leave me alone |