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What?
But you just fuck everything up
You want me to make time for you, then you gotta book me
Lost my - 'cause I ain't text back, oh my God, whoopsie
O.M.G., L.O.L., she texts my phone like, "Go to hell"
A golden A.K with a scope, that might just be my holy grail
In love with white girls, just like Ray J, I don't mind my women pale
You got that payment? Okay, it's pay-day
Which one you got, Cash or Zelle?
Collectin' that payment with interest
I'on steal my swag off Pinterest
Two twin G19's - you up, they brother and sister, that's incest
He want smoke, these tips light up, I call them, "Traces incense"
You want me to make time for you, then you gotta book me
Lost my - 'cause I ain't text back, oh my God, whoopsie
O.M.G., L.O.L., she texts my phone like, "Go to hell"
A golden A.K with a scope, that might just be my holy grail