| Took the cold out my heart went and put it on a watch
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| Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
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| Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
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| Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
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| But ain’t no competition, ain’t no one in my position
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| Didn’t mean to flex on niggas, wasn’t my decision
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| God told me do it, so I did it on 'em
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| And hoes gon be hoes, I ain’t trippin on em
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| Niggas dyin to be me, so I’m livin on 'em
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| Since they want to pay attention, I’ma bill it on 'em
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| I don’t feel her like she feel me, but I’m feelin on her
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| She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
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| Then she went and dropped her panties
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| Fuck your heart, I want a Grammy
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| Don’t take Molly, don’t take Xannies
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| But there’s weed inside the pantry
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| I get high, to get by
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| She go low 'cause she my hoe
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| Shout-out Reem, that’s the bro
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| Shout-out to my muthafuckin woes
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| We ain’t never home, we on the road
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| Ain’t no letting up ain’t catching up, we on a roll
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| Pull up in a skrrt skrrt, hop out then I brrrp brrrp
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| Cameras out, hold up, let me pose
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| Pretty muthafucker put me on the front of Vogue
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| Niggas try to be tha bro, but they don’t know the code
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| I put Her in History and sold around the globe
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| This about to be the greatest story never told, nigga
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| Huh? |
| If you ain’t know, then now you know, nigga
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| Huh? |
| I wasn’t welcomed, I imposed, nigga
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| Huh? |
| I put this dick inside her soul, nigga
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| Uh, just to get up under niggas skin
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| Fuckin with the same sex, they say it’s a sin
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| But I’m a dyke and she a fem, it’s a synonym
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| Puttin M&Ms in the bank
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| Then I go and buy a pack of M&Ms, nigga
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| Took the cold out my heart, went and put it on a watch
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| Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
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| Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
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| Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
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| But ain’t no competition, ain’t no one in my position
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| Didn’t mean to flex on niggas, wasn’t my decision
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| God told me do it, so I did it on 'em
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| And hoes gon be hoes, I ain’t trippin on 'em
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| I don’t feel her like she feel me, but I’m feelin on her
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| She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on 'em
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| Niggas dyin to be me, so I’m livin on 'em
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| Since they want to pay attention, I’ma bill it on 'em
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| Let’s get it |