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I don't know who he is, but fuck that nigga Come lay up with me, we can fuck all winter
February 13th, he can have your back I'm a titty boy, you know I'm all about the
racks Email's the only time I ever get attachment
Get the wrong one and you'll be wonderin' where your stacks went
If you ain't talkin' money, I don't understand your accent
You joggin' to the cash, but see me, I do the fast breath
We a ho, gon' be a ho, especially if her daddy absent
I don't see the point of payin' for it like it's taxin
Ayy, ayy, bruh, that ain't really your bitch, she a actress
If your nigga run up, we'll stick him like a cactus
Blick, blick, blick, boy, on your backside We a heavy leanin', better get his act right
She say you put that shit on, baby, this shit's just gear
This jacket, these shoes don't come out this year
Young Simi Blaine, give her dick and disappear God, I'm bein' broke, that's the only thing
I fear Ayy, Toe Cook, gotta scoop me in the Lyft
You done been high, but you ain't smoked in the air
Tay on the beat, but he really engineered Every since I signed a deal, I got these niggas
actin' weird, man I don't know you, dawg, I don't know you
I don't know who he is, but fuck that nigga Come lay up with me, we can fuck all winter
February 13th, he can have your back I'm a titty boy, you know I'm all about the racks
Email's the only time I ever get attachment Get the wrong one and you'll be wonderin
where your stacks went If you ain't talkin' money, I don't understand
your accent You joggin' to the cash, but see me, I do the
fast sprint