| You gotta understand what you listenin' to
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| You know that motherfucker got thorns in it
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| Cold weather seepin' through like an old sweater
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| With holes in it, but I wore this for Coachella
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| Rose petals bleedin' through like the thorns and I know better
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| I know fellas who owe fellas, it’s old fellas
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| Her hair longer than mine, it make my hoes jealous
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| Coldhearted, I died, came back and rose hell and
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| I came up on the side where you make your foes jealous
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| If you do right by them, niggas stay down the longest
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| Had to check people who stay down with somebody phony
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| Need a Benodryl, I’m allergic to who ain’t on me, uh
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| Need an ice stream for this water 'cause I been the coldest
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| Don’t need no more for my own 'cause the bitch done froze up
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| Need a ring-bearer for my swagger 'cause the ring done stole it
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| Don’t believe that shit when they poppin', these niggas homies
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| My mans gave me the remote and I controlled it
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| My partner taught me how to pop it, left it open
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| Taught me how to pop that shit while I’m out in the open
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| Hold it down and pop your shit when you all by your lonely
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| He always wondered how I’d feel to be on
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| Right niggas never steered me wrong
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| I’ll still be home
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| Cold weather seepin' through like an old sweater
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| With holes in it, but I wore this for Coachella
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| Rose petals bleedin' through like the thorns and I know better
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| I know fellas who owe fellas, it’s old fellas
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| Her hair longer than mine, it make my hoes jealous
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| Coldhearted, I died, came back and rose hell and
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| I came up on the side where you make your foes jealous
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| If you do right by them, niggas stay down the longest
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| Bae like goin' for rides when she be horny
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| I’ma hit that shit from the side, I’ma push up on it
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| See, her hair longer than mine when it’s in a pony
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| It’s no extensions, just inches long as a pony
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| Not to mention, the crystals on me be glowing
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| Took my attention to bitches, wasn’t even stolen
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| Bought my nigga a stick that stand up, but no, we ain’t foldin'
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| Fill your house full of traps, get rid of them rodents
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| My brother and my dawg locked down
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| I was searching and it’s all I found, it’s all I found
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| Where was you when I was on lockdown?
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| And the heat didn’t work in this whole house
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| Cold weather seepin' through like an old sweater
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| With holes in it, but I wore this for Coachella
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| Rose petals bleedin' through like the thorns and I know better
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| I know fellas who owe fellas, it’s old fellas
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| Her hair longer than mine, it make my hoes jealous
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| Coldhearted, I died, came back and rose hell and
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| I came up on the side where you make your foes jealous
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| If you do right by them, niggas stay down the longest |