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'Cause want something fixed
Thought she was my homie, but whole time that she my bitch
Yeah, she my girl, but I'm still in my own world
Late nights, rockin' up some bit dope, got that bros
Old granny got some money, and she got some pearls
Ask her for some money, she gon' give it to ya
I'm not present in the future, she ride on my dick like she a cowgirl
She's a homegirl, she's a schoolgirl
They be like, "Why you always talkin' about lean, pot or bean?"
Comin' through with that stick, Mr. Clean
Autism kickin' in, and she say, I sound like a teen
How I feel like fiends, if it don't lean like this shit, caffeine
28Gs for two-hundred-and-eighty for 14
Poppin' out with a magazine, can I be slippin' like some Vaseline?
Geekin' out, feel like time machine, finna geekin' up off some xylophone
Thinkin' 'bout scary money, money on Halloween
'Cause your ass sounds like a TV screen, promethazine, what's 10 times 17?
Twins from Zot and Covington, the vodka that that masculine hot show me
Thinkin' 'bout money, again I bluff, yeah, yeah, sippin' on lean like gin
When you get that bread, I wanna sleep cooked up all the night
Gotta make sure it's a big-ass blick under my bed
Tell me no money, I ain't hear what the fuck you say
You are dumb as fuck, you out here trustin' anybody, everybody, leave yo' ass for dead
You can tell my, Nacho, I'll leave your ass for dead
'Cause want something fixed
Thought she was my homie, but whole time that she my bitch
Yeah, she my girl, but I'm still in my own world
Late nights, rockin' up some bit dope, got that bros
Old granny got some money, and she got some pearls
Ask her for some money, she gon' give it to ya