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She wanna get it in
Bad bitch, she want to slide through just for the weekend
She wanna bring some friends
It's just me, two bitches, she wanna make it ten
She wanna fuck me, it's a ten
House capacity eight, she brought ten
Shine my watch look like Ben 10
I can't talk to bro if he can't pull out ten
Yeah this that, shit that make your baby momma flirt
I'm on, phone with roaches talking about, what's the word
Shit I'm in, SRTs in traffic, extrovert
I just talk to God, I don't fuck with Lucifer
Before I trip on you bitch I would put me first
Hit my blunt and land on Jupiter
Pretty hoe but you get on my nerves
Better hurt you too to see me hurt
This that gold, this that money, this that bank talk
I got slaps, I got vibes, I got pain talk
I got purple in my cup like this that rain talk
It ain't shit to treat your girl, might beat up bae jaw
I get the pants every morning
I count up bands every morning
If she a fan then I'm
If she a fan then I'm on it
She wanna get it in
Bad bitch, she want to slide through just for the weekend
She wanna bring some friends
It's just me, two bitches, she wanna make it ten
She wanna fuck me, it's a ten
House capacity eight, she brought ten
Shine my watch look like Ben 10
I can't talk to bro if he can't pull out ten