| PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain’t playing
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| I’m back
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| Smoke a blunt, a strong, tell me, is you with that?
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| I’m just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at
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| I been that and I can take your pain to the Neverland
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| Too busy being wild, roll out
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| Roll out, roll out
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| Pull up then we show out
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| Go up, rock out
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| They pretend for the clout
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| I am way too cool for y’all
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| I only care 'bout myself
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| I think I’ve seen a black cloud
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| Okay, I walk in
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| Looking around like where am I at?
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| I just see the girl who’s stuck in my head
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| Tried to stay away but she reeling me in
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| We gonna have fun for the whole weekend
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| Gotta thank God for the big backend
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| We just had a whole new pink came in
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| I just went and bought new Chanel lense
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| Went on tour and I got new fans
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| Real deal slime, got diamonds on my hands
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| Real shooter time, I just made a hundred bands
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| Lost one friend and I gotta advance
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| Young rich nigga need to buy me some land
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| Real gold digger, she don’t need no man
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| She so thick and the tone of her skin
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| Make a nigga wanna try dating again
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| Oh Holly, I’m so sorry
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| You my only friend
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| I feel you right onside me
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| I never want this for the end
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| Your energy keep on calling
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| I pick up
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| It seems like I can’t keep 'em off me
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| Roll out, roll out
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| Pull up then we show out
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| Go up, rock out
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| They pretend for the clout
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| I am way too cool for y’all
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| I only care 'bout myself
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| I think I’ve seen a black cloud
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| Roll out, roll out
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| Pull up then we show out
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| Go up, rock out
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| They pretend for the clout
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| I am way too cool for y’all
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| I only care 'bout myself
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| I think I’ve seen a black cloud
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| Richy nigga, why they hate on me?
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| Tell me why I got this pain inside of me
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| I tried to leave the beef alone, honestly
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| But I’ve leaving niggas dead inside the streets
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| Ohh
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| Got them friends tryna bait us and I say «hell no»
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| I’m like Holly, Holly
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| Fuckin drugs that I mind
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| I got blood running down my arms
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| I don’t wanna be alone
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| They fucking fake the shit they say, it only make me stronger
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| Cut out the tops like your dawgs doing
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| We climb out the block with a stick and a Glizzy
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| We cut off her hair when she tryna commit it
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| Interviewed by reporters while seen in the Bentley
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| They know I did it while I’m rapping 'bout killing
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| Truth for my city, I’ma say how I feel
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| They say that nigga got several convictions
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| You know how I’m coming, you know how we living
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| Smoke a blunt, a strong, tell me, is you with that?
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| I’m just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at
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| I been that and I can take your pain to the Neverland
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| Too busy being wild, roll out
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| Roll out, roll out
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| Pull up then we show out
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| Go up, rock out
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| They pretend for the clout
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| I am way too cool for y’all
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| I only care 'bout myself
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| I think I’ve seen a black cloud
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| Okay |