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Oh Lord, Jetson made another one!

Met a girl from the tropics, she my bae bae bae bae
We gon' pull up to the party yeah, rollin' my weed
Feelin' good, I can't stop it, gotta get to this cake
On my mind all the time, we cannot separate
Hold up, woah, I got attached to the bag I can't let go
I learned my lesson f**kin' 'round with these hoes
Ran that bag up and now I need some more, I need some more
Yeah

B*t*h, I'm the sh*t n***as can't f**k with me
I think that they mad 'cause their b*t*hes f**k with me
Hit it from the back she can feel it in her kidney
Treat her like a sl*t I don't care if she pretty
They got me like woah, hold up, I said, "B*t*h close the door"
Turn the lights off and give me more
When you see moving fast it was slow
Money coming in, now I'm always on the go
To check us, you gotta get your check up
All my diamonds water, I've been drowning from my neck up
Engine full of horses you can hear it when I back up
I got model b*t*hes all up on me like an actor (Hold up)
Met a girl from the tropics, she my bae bae bae bae
We gon' pull up to the party yeah, rollin' my weed
Feelin' good, I can't stop it, gotta get to this cake
On my mind all the time, we cannot separate
Hold up, woah, I got attached to the bag I can't let go
I learned my lesson f**kin' 'round with these hoes
Ran that bag up and now I need some more, I need some more
Yeah