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Get that shit a fair way, you the bag way
Bitch, you the cash way
Yeah, I'm climbin' down that ladder on my head
I never bite a cheese
Hate to say I'm on a rat race, I got high vibe
Ain't tryna come off a bracelet, if I honk, I'll chase him
You break that on more time, I eat that nigga face
I'm the tightest thing in the cold, give a fuck about a case
Put me in a rat bitch mouth, I leave a bad taste, uh
Pullin' up fast, need racer
Land Rory on the ramp for the rafer
Put my M&M's checkin' on, know that I'm a racer
Shoot the kill, bitch, I'm unpatient, I need an inventory, bitch
I'ma take some, I need a Kimberly, a moon formation
Mason
I be an ATM more than I maya, and I'll be the reverie
I'm virtual reality, Southern Bells tryna ride on me
Go get the setup, nigga, she the one that gave the pussy
Why the fuck you mad at me? 20-year-long relation
Why you actin' crazy?
Knew I was gon' flip a place for you, yeah, I'm clingin'
So, babe, you want one true love?
For the circumstance, won't leave me no matter what
But I know you love me, yeah, you love me back
Yeah, you love me
If I break in, Jesus
Yeah, I know you know the feeling
Yeah, I know you know the feeling
When I stick it in your back
Yeah, you know, you know the feeling
When you chasing on that sec
I didn't have premonitions of you running
With that bag niggas going out sad
I've been playing with the rest. I just need
Somewhere to come on. Come on, baby
Come on. Come on, baby
Come on. Come on. Yeah stick your tongue out
Come on. Come on. Yeah
What I just need somewhere to come on come on yeah
Come on come on yeah
Come on, bitch. Yeah
Then leave combination
Funk niggas inspiration
Swear to god
4.30 till I'm gone, nigga
Pussy ass fuck, nigga
You know what it is
Brad County to the death
Out of there to the death
Fuck, nigga
Mwah, mwah
What?
Pussy ass fuck
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