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Red Rover, I call her she coming over Staying till the morning she moaning like Sharapova Using daddy money, her parents in Sarasota She only wearing designer, ain’t fuckin with Fashion Nova Sleeping is a luxury lately I can’t afford it I’m exhausted, my exhaust is falling off my Accord I hit a bump and almost lost it like a faulty abortion I had to force em it got recorded, they all want extortion I’m like, fuck that you could drop a Kim K sex tape Still won’t get as many plays as my next tape 150 bitches that could tell you how my dick taste I just want a bag and a belt both dead snake Breath take chill, cooking in the studio tryna make mills Estimating multi-multimillion dollar deals Ooh so sick, so sick, so ill Can’t you tell how I feel? Got Louis bag luggage packed under my eyes They doubled in size so you don’t really want it besides I’m rapping like I got a fever of 105 So why you looking so fuckin surprised, I’m on fire Far from chain swangin, I’m closer to chain smoking I’m holding the flame thrower, I’m colder than rain frozen Just to stay social, I’m pouring the same potion And fucking a bitch playing emotional Frank Ocean ooh I have it all, listen to my catalogue Got these bitches bouncing off the wall like a Adderall SongtexteShe got the lil titties with the padded bra But she could throw it back like a lateral Did it 4 times that’s a last down I’m the first in, I’m the last out I put the work in, bout to cash out Babg you a All-Star let me smash mouth Hey now, you a All-Star do your thing now Hey now, you a All-Star make a play now Hey now, you a All-Star do your thing now, yeah Hey now, you a All-Star Hey now you’re a rock star, got your ass in the back off the cop car Hey now you’re pop star, popped a pill, do a line off a hot ?? Aus Songtexte Mania