SP4C3
Yeah, she said she needs some space, yeah
Bitch, I'm running out of ways, yeah, ayy
Off my mind I can't erase ya, yeah, ayy
Bitch, I'm out in space, yeah, woah
I can't feel my face, yeah
We let it go to waste, yeah
Shorty pull up to my place, yeah
Bitch, I'm feeling great, yeah
Popping all these pills, bitch I'm not finna wake up
She told me she don't want another breakup
She got that rare beauty, she don't need no makeup
Baby girl you know that I cannot replace ya
Ayy, yeah, why these people mad? Yeah
All these hoes on me, I ain't know what to say, yeah
This is off the top, off the brain, yeah
Bitch already know I go insane, yeah
I didn't wanna let go
She put it all in her throat
Bought her a Burberry coat
She go wherever I go
Shorty gon' cop that swag
She got a Birkin bag
Smoking all kinds of pack, yeah
We don't flex, we brag
Ayy, woah
I was screamin'
Dropped my demons
Now we dreamin'
Smoking that keef, no Chief
Ball like Sosa, bitch
Messi I'm on the pitch
We just way too rich
Yeah
Messi the G.O.A.T, yeah
Le meto el gol, yeah
Jugamos fútbol, yeah
Con mota y alcohol, uhh
I hop on a boat, yeah
Shoutout Lil Yachty
Whippin' the Rari, uhh
Respeto pa' Bali, yeah
Poppin' the molly, yeah
Fumando la mari
Me voy pa' La Cali
Todo el tiempo con la mente pensando en dinero
Se me olvida que familia siempre va primero
Voy tranquilo, no me estreso, yo hago lo que quiero
Tengo hermanos que defiendo como el Kun Agüero
Ayy, yeah, I'm going cray, yeah
Bitch, you know I go insane, yeah, ayy
Shoot them in the fucking brain, yeah
With a sniper from a range, yeah
Bitch, I'm running out of ways, yeah, ayy
Off my mind I can't erase ya, yeah, ayy
Bitch, I'm out in space, yeah, woah
I can't feel my face, yeah
We let it go to waste, yeah
Shorty pull up to my place, yeah
Bitch, I'm feeling great, yeah
Popping all these pills, bitch I'm not finna wake up
She told me she don't want another breakup
She got that rare beauty, she don't need no makeup
Baby girl you know that I cannot replace ya
Ayy, yeah, why these people mad? Yeah
All these hoes on me, I ain't know what to say, yeah
This is off the top, off the brain, yeah
Bitch already know I go insane, yeah
I didn't wanna let go
She put it all in her throat
Bought her a Burberry coat
She go wherever I go
Shorty gon' cop that swag
She got a Birkin bag
Smoking all kinds of pack, yeah
We don't flex, we brag
Ayy, woah
I was screamin'
Dropped my demons
Now we dreamin'
Smoking that keef, no Chief
Ball like Sosa, bitch
Messi I'm on the pitch
We just way too rich
Yeah
Messi the G.O.A.T, yeah
Le meto el gol, yeah
Jugamos fútbol, yeah
Con mota y alcohol, uhh
I hop on a boat, yeah
Shoutout Lil Yachty
Whippin' the Rari, uhh
Respeto pa' Bali, yeah
Poppin' the molly, yeah
Fumando la mari
Me voy pa' La Cali
Todo el tiempo con la mente pensando en dinero
Se me olvida que familia siempre va primero
Voy tranquilo, no me estreso, yo hago lo que quiero
Tengo hermanos que defiendo como el Kun Agüero
Ayy, yeah, I'm going cray, yeah
Bitch, you know I go insane, yeah, ayy
Shoot them in the fucking brain, yeah
With a sniper from a range, yeah
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