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Said, "Baby, it's all"
And we're way on
Say, "We'll all be feelin', we'll all be feelin', can you feel?"
I'm so sad to be such a negative, a negative refugee
This, uh, uh
Oh, rub it, baby, oh, rub it, baby
Ooh, rub it, I won't rub it, baby, I won't rub it, baby
I won't rub it, baby, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yes

I'm alone, I'm at my best
Talkin' that sh*t, come take my breath
Fake thugs with they fantasy sets
They always bury the best (Uh)
My success killing all of my exes
Stay on guard when I move through text (Let's go)
Tell me why you hate me (Huh)
You ain't makin' no profit
Somebody can't get to the bag (Damn, damn, damn), sad (Shh)
What is you doin', boo?
How is you tryna makе it with no talent or cash? (For real)
2020, n***as out herе with no clue, no plan, and no mask
Damn, I went from nothin' to sl*ttin', it wasn't easy, babe
Shoutout my babes and my husbands, I love y'all equally
Every morning I body shame, I can't stand my face

At the end of the day, I know your b*t*h-ass ain't gon' fade
Can't let these n***as talk to me, no f**kin' way
It's so sad to me, these boys so make-believe
Shoutout my refugees, my fans my family

It's so tragic, baby, who provided for you?
You ain't got nothin' for me, crop that b*t*h out my story, whoa
Who the best? (Pssh) Took a reduction and made a mess (Yeah)
Key ingredient was Sudafed
I'll let you b*t*h n***as do the rest
I love my baby like Trump loves Putin, in the deepest way (Yeah)
My babies barely scratched the surface, there's a deeper state (Yeah)
Even though you tried to give me top when I was not awake (Huh?)
I know that n***a ain't in the ground but he still dead to me
She's still obsessed with me, it's real
There's no need to fill a void when your past ain't fake
Shoutout my b*t*h and my husbands, y'all get hit equally
Momma told me, "Shoot for the stars," so I aimed that way

At the end of the day, I know your b*t*h-ass ain't gon' fade
Can't let these n***as talk to me, no f**kin' way
It's so sad to me, these boys so make-believe
Shoutout my refugees, my fans my family

I'm way, I'm-I'm way too real for this sh*t
You n***as gotta get censored
See, you gotta get censored 'cause they're gonna f**k around and ruin a n***a life
(You know I'm ready) Puss, all of ya
You know I'm ready, y'all make me nauseous (Yeah, yeah)
I'm really black out here and y'all just performin'
Nobody wants you and you can't absorb it
I think they're scared of me, my b*t*h is so gorgeous (Ah-ah)

At the end of the day, I know your b*t*h-ass ain't gon' fade (Yeah)
Can't let these n***as talk to me, no f**kin' way (Yeah)
It's so sad to me (For real), these boys so make-believe (Oh yeah)
Shoutout my refugees (Let's go), my fans my family (Pssh), huh

Nasty, real nasty

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