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(Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven) Ooh, them labels been callin', I don't do no talkin' The car is a foreign, I don't do no walkin' I fucked her for hours, endurance, been joggin' Ooh, I can eyeball the P, I do not need to clock it The jeweler gon' bust down my chain and my watches She scream when I hit her, she soundin' obnoxious (Yung Lan on the track) Ooh, I love when she throw that shit back on me You smell me, you know that that pack on me Let's go, you know that them racks on me These niggas sweet like a cavity Sticked up, you know we ain't havin' it, ooh I got top shelf in the cabinet, ooh Come on, you know that them blues on me Ran that shit up by my lonely Most of these niggas untrustworthy I go grizzly just like a Morant jersey Had to cut that lil' ho off, yeah, cold turkey Got the water hose on me, I start squirtin' We don't separate, might catch the wrong person I don't ride no waves, I am my own person I don't take no days off, I just keep workin' Had to jump in the water, I keep surfing At the Louis store shoppin', I spent ten SongtexteThen I walked out the mall to a new Benz She just came to the crib and brought two friends Used to have a traphouse on a dead end Say my name in a song, they some dead men Got them racks to the ceiling like 6'10" Pull up inside a foreign, bae, get in I'm burnin' exotic while whippin' (Yeah, come on) Droppin' weight on the bench like I'm liftin', yeah Red bottoms on me, no Christian (Come on) I just want you and your best friend Bae, I won't be like the X-Men Rather go now like your ex-man Ooh, them labels been callin', I don't do no talkin' The car is a foreign, I don't do no walkin' I fucked her for hours, endurance, been joggin' Ooh, I can eyeball the P, I do not need to clock it The jeweler gon' bust down my chain and my watches She scream when I hit her, she soundin' obnoxious Ooh, I love when she throw that shit back on me You smell me, you know that that pack on me Let's go, you know that them racks on me These niggas sweet like a cavity Sticked up, you know we ain't havin' it, ooh I got top shelf in the cabinet, ooh Come on, you know that them blues on me Ran that shit up by my lonely Aus Songtexte Mania