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Mwen pale mwen pale
I'm talking to you
You getting too rowdy
Pas nerve'm or get the boot aye
Give a fuck about what you say
Pas de soucis cut ya loose aye
Plus ya day one want me too aye
Fuck you think I'm gonna do babe

Ain't with it then quitter
Ain't with it je te virai
I gave you good d on ya b-day
Don't ask for more you getting greedy
I told her blatant that I treat relations
Like a nouveaux bâton at a relay
I'm marathoning through the french departments
Tryna' run these thotties till my feet ache
I'm storming beaches like it's d-day
Then pulling out and going home
You ain't with the shits oh my, my, my
I think it's time for you to go
Tabac et du shit I'm high, high, high
My nikes never hit the floor
Say you gonna miss yeah right, right, right
Just share your feelings with my ghost babe

Mwen pale mwen pale
I'm talking to you
You getting too rowdy
Pas nerve'm or get the boot aye
Give a fuck about what you say
Pas de soucis cut ya loose aye
Plus ya day one want me too aye
Fuck you think I'm gonna do babe

I ain't really with the role play
On my axis how she rotate
Keep her inline like a roll blade
Always on board that's how hoes skate
Never gamble I got no stakes
Taking chances on the hoes can't
Superstition female intuition
Got a healthy fixing of the fate I'm ditching
Cause you call me villain till you made the victor
Pressure me to play along
Self reflecting with a severed swisher
Smoke and mirrors lead me wrong
Wrote the vision just to make it clearer
Edgar Allen with the poems
A thousand words from me a motion picture
My soundtrack is ya thotty moan
The first act I blow on my own
The second I shake off the clones
By third act my problem is solved
By keeping resolve on the throne
I'm throwed off a fifth of patron
Im pleading the fifth for my bros
Cause I do my wrongs on the low
And low was the price of the blow
On third street
Low key
Odee
Be guap from coke
If you owe me
Oh gee
Pokey
Might touch ya throat
If that money sweet I'm selling sour
Stash dry I make it shower
That girl sang my whole name
Cause I dope slang in them witching hours, god damn

Mwen pale mwen pale
I'm talking to you
You getting too rowdy
Pas nerve'm or get the boot aye
Give a fuck about what you say
Pas de soucis cut ya loose aye
Plus ya day one want me too aye
Fuck you think I'm gonna do babe

The minute we lock eyes
The minute you cage me
Im feeling like Jay-Z
I need a Queen Bey just to pardon her baby
Oh honey you crazy
You can't kill the ego that's come to me lately
Girl I'm moving shady
If you got the shine then I gotta remind you best not, pale

Talking to you
Pale
Im talking to
I'm talking to you, aye
Talking to you
Talking to you, aye
Talking to you
Talking to you, aye
Talking to you
Talking to you, aye
Talking to you, aye