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I just need my space right now
No, yeah, I don't know where my girlfriend at
but I know what Fetty doin' Yeah, right now, act like I never knew him
Nigga, gone die from hating' too hard, I might not, yeah
Let's go, broke it low, go with this move, I ain't got to tell it to him
I don't know where my girl right now, but I know what the Fetty doin
Nigga ain't shop with me this week, act like I never knew him
Nigga, gone die' from hating too hard, I might not, never shoot him
Two hundred bowls a hit the road, my money tied up
She topless, tannin' on the yacht, she sunny-side up, yeah
When the bank run out of funds, the Capital One call us, yeah
And the mall look like the house, but it's just some of my stuff, yeah
Put a Birkin and a Bentley on my girl best friend
When the racks on top the safe, you let the world just spin, yeah
And I used to have a curfew, now it's curtains on the benz
I could still pick up my check from when I worked back then
The syrup callin', birds callin', Mr. Drank callin
Codeine callin', dream callin', new machine crawlin
The fiend stalkin', bling flossin', what the beans costin
Last Seen ballin', jeans fallin', Mr. King talkin
The syrup callin', birds callin', Mr. Drank callin
Codeine callin', dream callin', new machine crawlin
The fiend stalkin', bling flossin', what the beans costin
Last Seen ballin', jeans fallin', Mr. King talkin
I owe my n***a loyalty, I'll pay the Lawyer fee
Never mind, I'll do the crime, that mean more to me
Hit the road with like three hundred bands it went accordingly
Ballin' like the Phoenix, son, we in the Scorchin (hooottttt)
Yeah, Will can drive inside the lane, that's how he got his name
Ballin' harder than a bitch, boy, I bet not complain
Makin' the good, outweigh the bad, I take the losses with the lessons
I can't say too much in Spanish, far as Migo know I'm Mexican.
The syrup callin', birds callin', Mr. Drank callin.
Codine callin', dream callin', new machine crawlin
The fiend stalkin', bling flossin', what the beans costin
Last seen ballin', jeans fallin', Mr. King talkin
The syrup callin', birds callin', Mr. Drank callin
Codeine callin', dream callin', new machine crawlin
The fiend stalkin', bling flossin', what the beans costin
Last seen ballin', jeans fallin', Mr. King talkin
Bro get low go with his move, I ain't gotta tell it to him
I don't know where my girl right now, but I know what the feddy doin
Nigga ain't shop with me this week, act like I never knew him
Nigga gon' die from hating too hard, I might not never shoot him