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Nauseous
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Jay Critch
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(Great John on the beat, by the way) Look, I came from the trenches, swear I could've lost it all All I ever wanted was baguettes and Audemars Know they wonder how I'm winnin', I done took too many losses I don't like people, broke b*t*hes make me nauseous Baby, I got racks, I spend it, I make it back This some real rap, no mumble, I'm sayin' facts Yeah, all I ever did was drill, steal, and trap Been up in the field, you get killed if you lack Yeah, shooters on call, we do this sh*t for practice I know they love how I'm drippin', they tryna match it All blue hundreds, I'm Crippin', my money matchin' Opp get to trippin', we flippin' him like a mattress Runnin' through this money, I know you wish you was here, huh Go buy some Cartiers just to make it clear I know they don't really love me, they switchin' like underwears (Nobody listened, now they all wanna hear, look) I came from the trenches, swear I could've lost it all All I ever wanted was baguettes and Audemars Know they wonder how I'm winnin', I done took too many losses I don't like people, broke b*t*hes make me nauseous I came from the trenches, swear I could've lost it all All I ever wanted was baguettes and Audemars Know they wonder how I'm winnin', I done took too many losses I don't like people, broke b*t*hes make me nauseous
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