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Close your eyes bitch, I know that you afraid of heights
She like "don't you die", bitch she know that I'm off the Sprite
I got Henny, cash money, bitch I could change your life
She said she new to takin' drugs so I'ma give her few
Why your man keep callin' your phone, you ain't got no curfew
Off-White, Air Max, like my car it go zoom
This a 2 seater bitch, I don't got enough room
Dick down her [?] she wanna fuck the whole crew
She gon' give me that pussy, I ain't even gotta ask
She gon' let me fuck on her she call me her dad
Bitch I'm high as fuck, I just hit like 5 dabs
Got him gamblin' with his life like that shit was crabs
She want Chanel on her neck, man that shit get bad
My life's a movie, all I see is bitches shakin' ass
My San Francisco hoe, I know she really want me back
I'm smokin' purple thoughts, I swear that it's the best gas
Bitch, I'm high like a plane, hopin' I don't crash
My white boy, he the plug in Phoenix, call him Steve Nash
He gon' bless me with a pint when I'm feeling cold
Why you neck turnin' green? I thought that was gold
Balenciaga's, that's my place just cause they [?]
I might cops some RAF Simons cause them hoes look different
Fell in love with her neck, but the sex was different
I'm 'bout to go on a run, bitch I'm on a mission
Who can you call when you feelin' empty
Get out my face, you ain't worth a penny
I don't give a fuck if you cut me off cause I got plenty
I got bitches in the living room [?]
Gun em' down, I shoot like Kobe in the finals, bitch I'm winning
Flexin' just like LA Fitness, call up Sunny to pimp your cousin
She so bad, I know she fuckin'
Pussy wet, I know she gushin'
She claim she loyal I know she bluffin'
Close your eyes bitch, I know that you afraid of heights
She like "don't you die", bitch she know that I'm off the Sprite
I got Henny, cash money, bitch I could change your life
She said she new to takin' drugs so I'ma give her few
Why your man keep callin' your phone, you ain't got no curfew
Off-White, Air Max, like my car it go zoom
This a 2 seater bitch, I don't got enough room
Dick down her [?] she wanna fuck the whole crew
She like "don't you die", bitch she know that I'm off the Sprite
I got Henny, cash money, bitch I could change your life
She said she new to takin' drugs so I'ma give her few
Why your man keep callin' your phone, you ain't got no curfew
Off-White, Air Max, like my car it go zoom
This a 2 seater bitch, I don't got enough room
Dick down her [?] she wanna fuck the whole crew
She gon' give me that pussy, I ain't even gotta ask
She gon' let me fuck on her she call me her dad
Bitch I'm high as fuck, I just hit like 5 dabs
Got him gamblin' with his life like that shit was crabs
She want Chanel on her neck, man that shit get bad
My life's a movie, all I see is bitches shakin' ass
My San Francisco hoe, I know she really want me back
I'm smokin' purple thoughts, I swear that it's the best gas
Bitch, I'm high like a plane, hopin' I don't crash
My white boy, he the plug in Phoenix, call him Steve Nash
He gon' bless me with a pint when I'm feeling cold
Why you neck turnin' green? I thought that was gold
Balenciaga's, that's my place just cause they [?]
I might cops some RAF Simons cause them hoes look different
Fell in love with her neck, but the sex was different
I'm 'bout to go on a run, bitch I'm on a mission
Who can you call when you feelin' empty
Get out my face, you ain't worth a penny
I don't give a fuck if you cut me off cause I got plenty
I got bitches in the living room [?]
Gun em' down, I shoot like Kobe in the finals, bitch I'm winning
Flexin' just like LA Fitness, call up Sunny to pimp your cousin
She so bad, I know she fuckin'
Pussy wet, I know she gushin'
She claim she loyal I know she bluffin'
Close your eyes bitch, I know that you afraid of heights
She like "don't you die", bitch she know that I'm off the Sprite
I got Henny, cash money, bitch I could change your life
She said she new to takin' drugs so I'ma give her few
Why your man keep callin' your phone, you ain't got no curfew
Off-White, Air Max, like my car it go zoom
This a 2 seater bitch, I don't got enough room
Dick down her [?] she wanna fuck the whole crew
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Ray Gainer
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