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[RJmrLA & Ty Dolla $ign] Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh (Psh, ayy, psh, ayy) This a special delivery (Yeah) Sent a gift from the mail so she remember me, psh Got her mixin' Chanel shit with the Tiffany, psh Tellin' me, "Go to hell," but I'm the bigger me Mm, feel like this is our moment No fallin' off, we gon' keep this shit goin' And look at you, girl, yo' wrist is retarded No more domestic, our business is foreign [Ty Dolla $ign] Yeah (No, no, no), our business is foreign Sleep then wake up, feelin' dead in the mornin' (In the mornin') Uh, she told me, "Niggas ain't shit" Gotta spit on it when a nigga can't fit [Ty Dolla $ign] Good, nah, nah, nah, you got some good-ass p*ssy Baby, put it on me, don't givе into nobody Hold me down when I'm O.T See me with my othеr bitch, she act like she don't know me (Yeah) Send me all the p*ssy pics, they in my other phone, yeah That's the one I don't keep on me I can't let my baby catch me cheatin' again (Ooh, yeah) Can't stand to see her leavin' again They be out here with the demons again (Ooh, yeah) Players move in silence You told me to stop sendin' flowers, you like diamonds This a special delivery Sent a gift from the mail so she remember me (She remember me), psh Got her mixin' Chanel shit with the Tiffany, psh Tellin' me, "Go to hell," but I'm the bigger me (Oh, no, no, no) Mm, feel like this is our moment No fallin' off, we gon' keep this shit goin' (Yeah, yeah) And look at you, girl, yo' wrist is retarded No more domestic, our business is foreign (Uh) [Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA] Yeah, our business is foreign Sleep then wake up, feelin' dead in the mornin' (In the mornin') Uh, she told me, "Niggas ain't shit" Gotta spit on it when a nigga can't fit (I got you) [RJmrLA & Ty Dolla $ign] Mm, I spend on her, then my shit good I get on it, I beat on her just like a king would She don't know the weight on her just to live good Mm, put her in a penthouse up in Brentwood We don't do the comments, never say, "Cheese" All we do is commas on the bank sheet From a mama, mama taught me how to treat a lady's needs All my daughters knew they VVs before they ABCs Hit you right before my call time Hit you up to reckon, not just online (Online) You ain't gotta stand up in the mall line (Mall line) Pull up on you right up at your door, Amazon Prime (Yeah, yeah) This a special delivery Sent a gift from the mail so she remember me (Remember me), psh Got her mixin' Chanel shit with the Tiffany, psh Tellin' me, "Go to hell," but I'm the bigger me (Oh, oh) Mm, feel like this is our moment No fallin' off, we gon' keep this shit goin' (Keep it) And look at you, girl, yo' wrist is retarded (Oh) No more domestic, our business is foreign [Ty Dolla $ign] Yeah, our business is foreign Sleep then wake up, feelin' dead in the mornin' (In the mornin') Uh, she told me, "Niggas ain't shit" Gotta spit on it when a nigga can't fit (Ooh-uh) [Ty Dolla $ign] Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Ooh, uh Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah (Yeah)
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