| I been sipping Henny, border-lining alcoholic
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| She roll up a wool for me, good for me, that’s that chronic (Yeah, yeah)
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| Skrt off in a Bentley the seats is giving massages
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| She never want it to end, but I passed her out to my partners
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| Lord knows hit the telly make a mil (Yeah, yeah)
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| I can’t ever fall in love, I do it for the thrills
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| Oh no, I might pop another pill (Gang)
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| Shawty think I love her, I can’t tell her how I feel
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| Never sober, I’m off the the juice (Juice)
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| I keep a bad bitch with me, I need them in twos (Twos)
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| Cause I can never pick and choose when I get on the move (Move)
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| So tell her bring her friend with her, and hop in this coupe (Skrt, skrt)
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| When I get off the Henny I get a different view
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| Jackie Robinson with hits, when I get in the booth
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| Had to cancel that one cause one never gets me amused
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| You in these Balenci’s like them in different rules
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| Still has this liquor in her system, she wanna come to the crib-o
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| Cause she heard that me and the gang luxury living
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| Got models all up in the whip, she want me but she can’t get me
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| Tried to put a ring on his finger, that lil bitch is silly
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| I’m a smooth ass criminal
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| I can make you fall in love tonight like it’s a ritual
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| You ain’t never see nobody like me, it’s a visual
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| You can’t tell me none, no I ain’t doing it
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| That lawyer shit is fictional |