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Yeah More or less it's the winner's clique I split your sh*t Twin crips snuggle with the clips Cozy Hundred shots leave a n***a holy Moly I'm like Moulder with the X-Files style Behold the Vic Spence Wave lord experience I got you n***as feeling tenuous I bent my wrist with the cuff grip Grab the grip out the holster for the culture I turn n***a's brain fluids to mimosa Adios ya Johnny Walker my cup, drunk up Jeans tucked with the money lump Sit down Y'all n***as buy jeans with your kneecaps out If Sean P was here hе'd duff y'all n***as out This is New York, Chi Town, L.A Anywhere in bеtween, weave a dream Watch for n***as that switch teams, LeBron n***as I put y'all n***as in line My little Frankenstein babies, lord willing Uh Tarnish your soul with Nigerian hopes Smearing the cake all on the table while she gripping the pole (Baby) This year I should be sick in a hole But I'm out here getting the dough Break bread with my n***as when it grows Straight out the oven flow, get your mittens Fix the whole kitchen up, Chanel plates Kicks make you wanna hide a snail face Y'all got pastel taste I'm luxurious Glorified there could never be two of us Top of the game and I don't want to I want you to know that I just want you dead 'Nuff said You the type to buy a jersey and then distress it I'm the type to type your birdie a message Like "Is you coming to the crib or naw?" She replied back fast Came back to my crib in just a trenchcoat and I laughed Wear my flesh on my sleeve, who care about ya? You not better than me, you wear a blouse brah
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