I Can't Miss, Pt. 3

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Come in this bitch, she be riding this dick like a Harley
Motorbiker at a party
They ride the wave, to the rags to the riches
(Uh-uh-uh)
Now they body like Charlie (uh)
She gimme pain, so I'm leaving her now
Fuck all the fame, I said fuck all the clout
They talking shit, I wanna see what it's about
(Uh-uh-uhu)

Uh, I said I can't miss, you said I miss
Okay that's cool (uh)
Let me talk my shit, got shoes on deck
Like, what it do
I know that they don't got a clue
I'm a one of one, yeah that's true
I just pulled up with the flu
I'm sick, so I been eating up the stew
Hop in the booth, I'ma put 'em on mute
Don't feel right, when I'm out of my room
See a cutie, I tell 'em come through
And if they want smoke, I'ma give 'em the tool
Locked in, I ain't talking about pills I'm popping
And I been up all night, I don't like the feeling of floppin'
(Uh-uh-uh)
I'ma get rich off that, diamonds on me
Like I came with a plaque (uh)
Yeah, he a bitch off that
Lying to me, tell him get off my sack
(Uh-huh)
YBL be on the TEC, YBL be on the map (uh-uh)
I might go pull up with that
Shawty's for me, yeah
That's a fact

I'ma be honest right now
I'm done with that, ya feel me
Like, I don't even wanna do that shit anymore bruh
Like, it was catchy at first, but
I already did that bitch, I ain't gonna lie to you
(Haha)

Come in this bitch, she be riding this dick like a Harley
Motorbiker at a party
They ride the wave, to the rags to the riches
(Uh-uh-uh)
Now they body like Charlie (uh)
She gimme pain, so I'm leaving her now
Fuck all the fame, I said fuck all the clout
They talking shit, I wanna see what it's about
(Uh-uh-uhu)



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