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Mm-mm I keep seein' red and I'm draped in the all black, hah I keep seein' red, draped in the all black, hah Voices in my head sayin', "Get a nigga whacked" Balenciaga fit with a Bali gangster fashion Balenciaga bitch got off runway up in Paris Balenciaga kicks, you step on these and get embarrassed Knowin' that I'm lit, my side bitches wanna marry me Know I'm certified, a couple niggas wanna bury me Definition of provide, my pockets like a charity, I give back My dog turned snake, he was a real nigga, I give him that Keep word is was, benefit or doubts can make you lack Crippin', but I'm seein' red flashes, I had to fall back Call mе, I slid for you, I called and you ain't call back How that work? I put you first, can't reimburse my lovе back Rode for you like hubcaps, that's no cap, I'm speakin' fact Give a nigga love taps, it's all love, but it's a wrap How we go from hugs and daps to slug and slaps? How we collapse? Man, I'm whole different lane Private jet, I rent the plane Think I might just buy a plane Fly 'til I am the plane Flawless diamonds on my chain Nick the jeweler did this thang Money make my pants hang, I walk like I ain't got home-trained SongtexteMy shooter, he ain't got it all, he lost his sense on mojo In his jail cell smokin' Ice Spice [?] 'til he loco Institutionalized, he want Chi Chi's, fuck a Bossa Nova All he know is homicide, he brainwashed, my top soldier Ayy, tell a nigga, "Lock in" My focus up, my paper up, I'm feelin' polished Her legs up, a freaky slut, and she in college My head up, was fed up, I stayed solid Rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour Balenciaga rain coat tellin' the rain to go Rain, sleet, or snow, I chase a check, you movin' slow Ayy, 'fore I sell my soul, I'd rather go and sell a boat Or a sell a ho and break a ho like she was somethin' to smoke Game in the choke, they tappin' out, but I ain't lettin' go I'm gettin' throat from that rap nigga bitch and he don't know Don't trust her though, don't trust a ho as far as I can throw In the mix like bakin' soda Quick trip to Indiana and 'Nola Take the switches off the toaster Binaries on the poker Every time I make a post, bitches' pussy gettin' soakin' Nigga better watch his ho, you ain't heard they gettin' stolen? Shawty had a ring around her finger, she was still open Come and get your bitch, she choosin', mama always said I'm chosen Only thing she get from me is dick and you be trickin' over it Your bitch leave her happy home just to fuck up on my sofa Bisexual bitch, I fuck her like a bear, we bipolar Can't pick a bitch, if it was up to me, want all of 'em This glove won't fit around this dick, I'm O.J. Simpson brother She got the wrong sized rubber, so raw how we fuckin' I'm curvin' bitches that I used to beat my dick to Tell Vivica Fox I treat cougars like they cook food Megan good, keep that shit tight for me and it's understood I ain't no pastor, but if you want me to, I could and would Ayy, tell a nigga, "Lock in" My focus up, my paper up, I'm feelin' polished Her legs up, a freaky slut and she in college My head up, was fed up, I stayed solid Rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour Balenciaga rain coat, tellin' the rain to go Rain, sleet, or snow, I chase a check, you movin' slow Ayy, 'fore I sell my soul, I'd rather go and sell a boat Nigga, lock in And she in college I'm feelin' polished Aus Songtexte Mania