| Bitch I’m off 12 xans, I can’t feel you, no
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| Drape on my left, fuck blood, I just want you babe
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| Back on that wok, no love, just that bank account
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| Been rich, fuck cliques, get no hating now
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| Jet lag so bad, been like a bank account
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| Oh well, oh fail, fuck love, I die in hell
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| Bitch so fab, baby all my bitches well
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| Look in the bank, got her singing, she not feeling well
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| Oh, 'cause she’s sweaty and I’m dead, so sweaty in my lap
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| Oh, dying from the Mac
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| Hellboy, hellboy, pull up and they smell boy
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| MacBook on my arm, I ain’t got no Dell boy
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| Your bitch, my bitch
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| Same shit, fuck shit
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| Fuck this, life sucks
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| Wrists slit, suck my dick
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| Three 6, nice whips
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| White rice, bitches sniff
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| I’ma throw a shit fit, pull up and I dip quick
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| Pull up and she suck my dick
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| Six hoes on my shit
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| I’ma young white prick
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| White coke, white dick |