| Comme Des Garçons, she say she like it on me
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| Flyer then a jet, baby, flyer than an eagle
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| Can I take you out tonight? |
| Go get somethin' to eat
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| Sit and I’ll tell you like, things you don’t know about me
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| I’m like «Babe, my grandma died, I was at a sleepover»
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| And the day the killer die, the night my whip
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| Your mans say pride, remember ridin', takin' my Grands to chemo
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| Now I got grams like I’m Frank Matthews kilos
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| Now I bag to you every time that a minute like a pool, she be wet inside
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| Tryna hit it like I want, but then I don’t, 'cause I be too high
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| Feel bits of violence, you the same, 'cause this is I don’t watch every day
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| Callin' me every damn time
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| Fuck these hoes, 'cause they be tellin' lies
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| Now I need a blueprint, is you all in?
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| I just gotta know, gotta know
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| Drugs got my mind clickin'
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| On my Kawaski, tryna do a head clippin'
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| Darling, all it got me feeling suicidal
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| AirForce 1 ain’t cost too mine
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| I’ma pull up thirty-thousand dollar Balmain jeans
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| Pull up with that blicky and it touch you with some beans
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| She don’t like no dogs, but it ain’t with the snakes
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| Tell the motherfucker blocks it’s Lil Top
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| Is it real, is it fake? |
| I don’t know, I can’t tell
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| I’m just hopin' I’m just hopin' we don’t fail
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| I’m just tryna hold on, 'less the skies can’t prevail
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| Insecure, feel like I ain’t real, you’re not enough for no one here
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| Ooh-ooh, do you hear me callin' right through the endo?
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| Thirty minutes later probably be outside your window
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| Throwin' rocks until you turn your light on and say «Go home»
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| Don’t know what the fuck is goin' on, you expectin' me to go
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| Fuck it, let me play my clothes, right back to that murder zone
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| Fuck, I miss my granny home, shouldn’t have come up out the porch
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| Feel it, I’m gon' die right here, I was rollin' by myself
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| And I got broke from life support
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| And I got broke from life support
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| I say all my pain keep me goin', your love keep me goin'
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| They gon' tell you once they pull up on you
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| I call that life on life support (Ooh)
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| Don’t respect me no more, don’t love me no more
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| They ain’t feelin' my song, take my kids during the storm
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| They all gone, they done took my life on life support
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| I was the guy on the block in the trenches
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| I take you shoppin', but loan up in
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| Take you to designer, flood your panty
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| This bitch straight diamonds, like fuck them panties
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| She’s a hypnotizing demon lover, so satanic
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| I say it back, and take that rock from her
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| Demonic, so demonic
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| Straight from the block on that bitch, I’m finna swerve
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| I ain’t worried, I won’t pay
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| Yeah, I was born and made it out, so yeah, I should lay down
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| Hope bro done made me settle down, but I can’t
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| I dropped you off at mom’s house
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| While me and my cousin try and take rank, bust brains
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| Catch you on a late, hop out, take aim
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| God forbid if a nigga shoot back and luckily just missed my brain
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| If I don’t go in, Lord please say that
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| Know that she gon' go insane
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| Mistreat a nigga, leave me, then act like I’m the one to blame
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| And I got broke from life support
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| And I got broke from life support
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| I say all my pain keep me goin', your love keep me goin'
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| They gon' tell you once they pull up on you
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| I call that life on life support (Ooh)
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| Don’t respect me no more, don’t love me no more
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| They ain’t feelin' my song, take my kids during the storm
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| They all gone, they done took my life on life support |