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Ayy, yeah |
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Ayy, yeah |
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Ayy, yeah |
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Ayy, yeah |
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Ayy, what? |
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Ayy, yeah |
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Ayy (Kevin Kazi's beats) |
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I got three iPhones in these Junya-Wan jeans |
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Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring |
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You n*ggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween |
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Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean |
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Copycat, ayy, y'all n*ggas really tryna jugg the steez |
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Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream |
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Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen |
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Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans |
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What the f*ck that n*gga need? I told him meet me at the Citgo |
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Need a Billie Eilish, all white, look like a brick of coke |
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You out here textin' hoes, I'm gettin neck and havin' sex with hoes |
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I'm finna sell my soul, but f*ck a Perc, you need a Lexapro |
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I love prescriptions but I think I need to let 'em go |
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You did me wrong and, baby, I can never let it go |
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Ayy, you've a vendetta hoe, I swear that mess is set in stone |
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Lil b*tch, don't text my phone unless you really tryna get a bone |
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She say she miss me, Wockhardt in my kidney |
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Ayy, in love with Billie, tryna wife a real b |
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They gon' catch a milly and put it on her wrist piece |
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(They gon' catch a milly and put it on her wrist piece) |
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I got three iPhones in these genuine jeans |
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Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring |
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You n*ggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween |
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Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean |
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Copycat, ayy, y'all n*ggas really tryna jugg the steez |
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Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream |
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Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen |
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Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans |
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Ayy, don't smile at me, b*tch, don't play around with me b*tch |
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F*ck around, come loud, chop you down in this b*tch |
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Servin' pounds, I got pounds, smokin' loud in this b*tch |
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Hun'ed round, bring you down, blowin' pounds in this b*tch |
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Set fire to your whip, huh, golden crucifix |
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Jesus piece around my neck, but I'm a f*ckin' atheist |
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My b*tch gon' lick up on my d*ck, lay it down with some kids |
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Ride around with a ounce, boy runnin' wit' a stick |
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I got three iPhones in these genuine jeans |
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Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring |
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You n*ggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween |
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Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean |
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Copycat, ayy, y'all n*ggas really tryna jugg the steez |
[02:06.577] |
Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream |
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Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen |
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Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans |