| Better day, better day
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| See better days, ayy
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| Yeah!
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| A hood girl with a missin' tail light
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| You got me stopping at the green light, light yeah
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| I’ll set you good, I’m off a bean right
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| And I know you want a savage to give you a ring right (so good!)
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| Sexin' on drugs, oh yeah, yeah
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| Leave a little money on camera, woah woah
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| You remind me of Erykah Badu, you’re on go
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| Thinkin' 'bout masturbating to your nudes, yeah, yeah
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| Take care
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| Take care, all right
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| Yeah she fire right by
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| Yeah I’m gon' sleep with you every night
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| Yeah yeah
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| Supposed to win
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| I’m gon' pose for you
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| We supposed to lose
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| Yeah 'posed to
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| Maison Margiellas, they ain’t come with no strings, and the jeans Rockafeller
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| Wraith umbrella for the hoes in the club when I throw my cheddar
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| She got Chanel mailbag, I’ma gon' letter, I’ma gon' let her
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| Every day I say free Act, lifetime rebel, do it for the fellas
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| I don’t want that bitch, annoys me
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| Eat on my dick and she rode me
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| I fuck her hard like she owin' me
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| Put in this dick, now she done with me
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| My prices cheaper than Dollar Tree
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| I mastered math like white collars, B
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| Open your mouth like you yawning
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| Double cup feature, it’s Barney
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| I’m with the dogs and we barking
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| I’ma take off like a Martian
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| Fuck her and leave her my marking
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| Bust on that ho, I’m just marking
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| Look at these niggas, they markers
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| Ready for war like a Spartan
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| You can’t block me like I’m Marshawn
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| My bro got a sound like a marker
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| A hood girl with a missin' tail light
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| You got me stopping at the green light, light yeah
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| I’ll set you good, I’m off a bean right
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| And I know you want a savage to give you a ring right
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| Take care
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| Sexin' on drugs, oh yeah, yeah
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| Leave a little money on camera, woah woah
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| You remind me of Erykah Badu, you’re on go
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| Thinkin' 'bout masturbating to your nudes, yeah yeah
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| Take care
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| Take care, all right
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| Yeah she fire right by
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| Yeah I’m gon' sleep with you every night
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| Yeah yeah
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| Bill Gates, I’m your stepson
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| I’m so proud to share your genes on your backbone
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| Thank you God, 2017 new G-Wagon
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| I play ring around the rosey with my stepson (oh shit, get 'em)
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| Off a purple potion
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| Nigga ain’t braggin' or boastin'
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| Ten rack tags and I’m ghost
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| All white Porsche like lotion
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| Everybody checkin' my motion
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| AP’s, Rollies, and Pateks
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| Broke nigga stop that madness
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| And you hoes need to stop that scrambling
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| Living two minutes from
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| Trip on these hoes, make 'em panic
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| I did 'em wrong and I meant it
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| You Derrick Rose and I’m winning
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| I’m 'bout these four bars, relentless
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| I’m tryna put my nut in you really
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| I’m tryna put my butt in some skinnies
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| I’m charging my bitch a new Bentley, ayy
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| A hood girl with a missin' tail light
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| You got me stopping at the green light, light yeah
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| I’ll set you good, I’m off a bean right
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| And I know you want a savage to give you a ring right
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| Take Care |