| I’m off this drank, movin' slow right now
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| I don’t know where I’ma go right now
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| I ain’t answering my phone right now
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| I ain’t by myself but feel alone right now
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| And I did it on my own just like how
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| If I get her in the room, it’s light’s out
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| And I know these niggas hold they life off
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| But I ain’t worried 'bout nobody, 'cause I ball
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| Yeah yeah, I ball
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| Rastar, on some star shit
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| I’ma jump off the stage, I’ma start a moshpit
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| Yeah, we goin' out to eat, I’ma do the pasta
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| And my shawty loves her eat, said she wants some lobster
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| Oh, she stop, go
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| If a bitch test me, she fucked up
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| Come and get your thot, yeah
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| Say she wanna fuck me, told her, «Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah»
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| Yeah, big bankroll in my pocket
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| Remember last year I couldn’t cop it? |
| I copped it, yeah
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| Say you fuck with me, you should stop it
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| I been rollin' 'round in my rocket, rocket, yeah
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| I be outer space, astronaut shit
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| Run up to their space, I might go to the tropics, yeah
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| And I need my space, we are not friends
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| I stay out the way 'cause I know these niggas plottin', yeah
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| I think I want a 'Rari and an Aston
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| And I think that mommy want a mansion
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| Diamonds in my mouth so I’m laughing
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| You can live like me, just imagine
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| I’m off this drank, movin' slow right now
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| I don’t know where I’ma go right now
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| I ain’t answering my phone right now
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| I ain’t by myself but feel alone right now
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| I’m off this drank, movin' slow right now
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| I don’t know where I’ma go right now
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| I ain’t answering my phone right now
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| I ain’t by myself but feel alone right now |