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Dirty Sprite and double cups, make me feel like a better man
Best believe I'm shooting shots for every chance I come and get
I ain't gon short you for the money, that's why they always come again
The pape and these pretty bitches, the only thing I put a pin
I got racks coming on a Sunday, but the bank closed
Private banker overseas, you know I got that bankroll
Shorty asked me if I'm balling, I said watch my handles
Gen 5 put a hole in your stomach, turn you to a bagel
The Glock floating in the ocean, no case, that's a case closed
Picasso on her face, with me, I call that shit a facial
I know God be blessing me, that's why I'm rocking halos
A lying ass ratchet bitch, yeah I really hate those
Coffee on a Sunday morning, got me feeling elegant
3.5 on a backwood baby, smoking on my element
I've been crazy, shopping lately, rocking brand new vetements
The doctor said I'm really sick, but I think I need melanin
Fine ass, light skin, yeah I love the way she curves
She told me she be loving it, when I'm deep she love to hurt
Dumb for me to think I'll find love in this world, I think it's cursed
Bad kid, since a youngin, I was stealing out her purse
Hershey with the almond in it, I can show you how to finish
Perky with a fentanyl setting, he be trying to f*ck my image
You know I can't let that happen, I can tell it when you lie
Might be rocking glasses baby, but I'm not fogged up in the eye
Yeah, ayy, I'ma say it again
Dirty Sprite and double cups, make me feel like a better man
Best believe I'm shooting shots for every chance I come and get
I ain't gon short you for the money, that's why they always come again
The pape and these pretty bitches, the only thing I put a pin
I got racks coming on a Sunday, but the bank closed
Private banker overseas, you know I got that bankroll
Shorty asked me if I'm balling, I said watch my handles
Gen 5 put a hole in your stomach, turn you to a bagel
The Glock floating in the ocean, no case, that's a case closed
Picasso on her face, with me, I call that shit a facial
I know God be blessing me, that's why I'm rocking halos
A lying ass ratchet bitch, yeah I really hate those
Coffee on a Sunday morning, got me feeling elegant
3.5 on a backwood baby, smoking on my element
I've been crazy, shopping lately, rocking brand new vetements
The doctor said I'm really sick, but I think I need melanin
Fine ass, light skin, yeah I love the way she curves
She told me she be loving it, when I'm deep she love to hurt
Dumb for me to think I'll find love in this world, I think it's cursed
Bad kid, since a youngin, I was stealing out her purse
Hershey with the almond in it, I can show you how to finish
Perky with a fentanyl setting, he be trying to f*ck my image
You know I can't let that happen, I can tell it when you lie
Might be rocking glasses baby, but I'm not fogged up in the eye
I don't wanna be around you baby, you be f*cking up my high
You can't even rock around, cause I know you be choosing sides
For the old times sake, I'ma just let it slide
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Dirty Sprite and double cups, make me feel like a better man
Best believe I'm shooting shots for every chance I come and get
I ain't gon short you for the money, that's why they always come again
The pape and these pretty bitches, the only thing I put a pin
I got racks coming on a Sunday, but the bank closed
Private banker overseas, you know I got that bankroll
Shorty asked me if I'm balling, I said watch my handles
Gen 5 put a hole in your stomach, turn you to a bagel
The Glock floating in the ocean, no case, that's a case closed
Picasso on her face, with me, I call that shit a facial
I know God be blessing me, that's why I'm rocking halos
A lying ass ratchet bitch, yeah I really hate those
Coffee on a Sunday morning, got me feeling elegant
3.5 on a backwood baby, smoking on my element
I've been crazy, shopping lately, rocking brand new vetements
The doctor said I'm really sick, but I think I need melanin
Fine ass, light skin, yeah I love the way she curves
She told me she be loving it, when I'm deep she love to hurt
Dumb for me to think I'll find love in this world, I think it's cursed
Bad kid, since a youngin, I was stealing out her purse
Hershey with the almond in it, I can show you how to finish
Perky with a fentanyl setting, he be trying to f*ck my image
You know I can't let that happen, I can tell it when you lie
Might be rocking glasses baby, but I'm not fogged up in the eye
Yeah, ayy, I'ma say it again
Dirty Sprite and double cups, make me feel like a better man
Best believe I'm shooting shots for every chance I come and get
I ain't gon short you for the money, that's why they always come again
The pape and these pretty bitches, the only thing I put a pin
I got racks coming on a Sunday, but the bank closed
Private banker overseas, you know I got that bankroll
Shorty asked me if I'm balling, I said watch my handles
Gen 5 put a hole in your stomach, turn you to a bagel
The Glock floating in the ocean, no case, that's a case closed
Picasso on her face, with me, I call that shit a facial
I know God be blessing me, that's why I'm rocking halos
A lying ass ratchet bitch, yeah I really hate those
Coffee on a Sunday morning, got me feeling elegant
3.5 on a backwood baby, smoking on my element
I've been crazy, shopping lately, rocking brand new vetements
The doctor said I'm really sick, but I think I need melanin
Fine ass, light skin, yeah I love the way she curves
She told me she be loving it, when I'm deep she love to hurt
Dumb for me to think I'll find love in this world, I think it's cursed
Bad kid, since a youngin, I was stealing out her purse
Hershey with the almond in it, I can show you how to finish
Perky with a fentanyl setting, he be trying to f*ck my image
You know I can't let that happen, I can tell it when you lie
Might be rocking glasses baby, but I'm not fogged up in the eye
I don't wanna be around you baby, you be f*cking up my high
You can't even rock around, cause I know you be choosing sides
For the old times sake, I'ma just let it slide
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Writer: Jaelin Yang
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