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(Damn, Trgc made that?)

She eat me up like it's Beni-bachi

Sorry 'bout that

Sorry 'bout that

Sorry 'bout that

Sorry 'bout that

Sorry 'bout that

Sorry 'bout that

A-T-E, she eat me up (sorry 'bout that)

ATV, way she ridin' on

Bend the bitch over in Calabasas (yeah)

Tryna be slow now

Bitch, I'ma sip on the Wock' or the Tris (yeah)

She said she feel it now, I don't even feel at all

Bitch, I be high on these drugs every day of my life

I don't know at all if I should quit or not

How the fuck could I choose if this is bad for me?

When everything goin' out sad on my life

And I just got off the phone with my jeweler

That brand new Cuban link comin' in with diamonds

Yeah, and they just told me, if I bought the Tesla

I'm helpin' the climate, so I'm finna pop a hunnid

I'm on the Perc' so I call up my bae like, "What's up with ya?"

She said, "Can I pull up and lay up with ya?" (Yeah)

She said, "I wanna watch a movie if you get the picture" (ha)

She said she need a big ol' booty, called up Bob the Builder (ha)

Black and white diamonds, I'm color-blind

They told me that I murder every beat like Columbine

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