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Got a bad bitch and she feeling me
Running the game like a symphony
Fucking a bitch that could pray like antigone
Riddle me, silly me
I been ascending my guap
Couple carats on the clock
Fuck a fed fuck a opp
Got a bad bitch and she feeling me
Running the game like a symphony
Fucking a bitch that could pray like antigone
Riddle me, silly me
I been ascending my guap
Couple carats on the clock
Fuck a fed fuck a opp
Look at the way that they pity me
Labels been fucking my synergy
Tryna be frontin bitch im the epitome
Pink as it sway from the heavens
My link and my wit steady glisten in synchrony
Who been ahead of me tucking the lick couldn't tether me
Stuck in their wits like amphetamine
Smoking that spirit no celeby
Hoes in my phone want celebrity, foes wanna mention me
Talking the old me the better me
Fuck do u know how to better me
Pain let me draw on a enemy
Pen let me sever thee
All of my enemies envy me
Yamato ready we cutting loose ends dont compare to me
Bad bitch wanna pree the veil
I'm in mystique apparel got the heat to pair
I'm in the fickle flickers when you see me
Trick'll rub it for the genie
Cheddar cheddar feta cheeny
Kim told me better heed me
Fuck a prenup go and get you a riri
Tracks singing better swing and hail
I'm in the city centre tryna stick a sale
Wallet sitting bare to make em see me
Run the gambit with the freebie
Ticket ticket better peep it
Mama praying that im eating
I been running day to day I ain't sleeping
Bad bitch and she feeling me
Run the game with the fletcher waves
Ain't no telling miles im ahead of thee
Antigone
Tell me why its so heavenly
Member berries getting into me
Backtracking till its dead to me
Bad bitch and she feeling me
Run the game with the fletcher waves
Ain't no telling miles im ahead of thee
Antigone
Tell me why its so heavenly
Member berries getting into me
Backtracking till its dead to me
Get the guap, ima get the rock
Ima get my money, get that pop you see my sippy cup
Ibacus digit em up, wrist looking stuck
Froze, thawing the cut
Whippin the stick with the clutch
Miss with the musk, grill in it look like a tusk
Death to a traitor and death to an enemy
Got some cousins that hum like how cudi be
Know my shoulder is used to me turning cheek
Got a Magdalene with me thats tounging me
Put the pin in the crash like a story sheet
She took a hit of the tab put the chrome on me
Digital dash no autonomy
Feel like Icarus waxing the art of me
And she all on me
Got a bad bitch and she feeling me
Running the game like a symphony
Fucking a bitch that could pray like antigone
Riddle me, silly me
I been ascending my guap
Couple carats on the clock
Fuck a fed fuck a opp
Bad bitch and she feeling me
Run the game with the fletcher waves
Ain't no telling miles im ahead of thee
Antigone
Tell me why its so heavenly
Member berries getting into me
Backtracking till its dead to me