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Yeah Uh, they just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours They just jealous they b*t*hes Yeah, they just jealous they b*t*hes Yeah, they just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours Yeah Yeah, they just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours Y'all can follow us on Twitter, we're just following the stars And all of ours are in alignment, cause my god is who designed it I was there when it all happened, y'all could oversee Poseidon Uh, f**k all that deep talk My shades dark and my beats knock like bang, bang, bang, bang hoe Holler out to them bad hoes, so shoutout to all those One time for them Friday nights, we shut it down till it all closed They lookin' for truth, I'm what they lookin' for If they don't like what they see then what they lookin' for? My eyes are itchy, my nose run, and it's not the flu They on some bullsh*t my entire team allergic to Hoes say I'm so dreamy, I'm their motherf**king nightmare Y'all could never see me, even if I stood right there I'm breakin' hearts like oh man, don't give a f**k like oh yeah I hold it down, I don't hold 'em We in that moshpit, we don't slow down so I'm double cupping my whiskey Shoutout to girls who say they don't miss me My chain hang out like some besties and they askin' me dumb questions I'm like "word the f**k up, word the f**k up, word the f**k up" Taught myself to do it and I never learned the f**k up, uh They just jealous they b*t*hes They just jealous they b*t*hes They just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours They just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours No mind, that's guest list I leave while you have breakfast My hair hang like my necklace I'm in the cut textin' my exes And my exes are all in a row I wouldn't let 'em for one more, oh I could've said yes but I always say no and I never let 'em in my home, I swear I don't My team good and they rea**ure me every night They validate my character when them people mention they heard I'm hype That's right, that's right that's right And that's the sh*t that them boys don't like Money in my ear and whiskey on ice You couldn't do a day in my life, whattup? I'm a wreck and I'm willing to bet That my people will get wreckless There's no b*t*hes on my team, we're not being sexist This your round but shots on me, cause all my clips extended I shoot for the stars and hit your grandma's ghost up there in heaven, yeah Oh my god, it's 3AM Oh my god, it's 3AM, hell yeah And they don't f**k around like that, they don't f**k around like that, hell no Oh my god, it's 3AM Oh my god, it's 3AM, hell yeah And they don't f**k around like that, they don't f**k around like that, whattup I'm double cupping my whiskey Shoutout to girls who say they don't miss me My chain hang out like some besties and they askin' me dumb questions I'm like "word the f**k up, word the f**k up, word the f**k up" Taught myself to do it and I never learned the f**k up, uh They just jealous they b*t*hes They just jealous they b*t*hes They just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours They just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours I ain't gon' chill all night, I ain't gon' chill all night with you She heard that I'm good and I'm good alright She mentioned that pill and I'm like "yeah, that's cool" My drink is full as the moon, my Swisher is full of the violet I shoot for two stars at once, cause mine aren't in alignment They lookin' for love, I hope they find it, speeding ticket I'm lookin' for centerpieces and selling weed at an art exhibit I'm feeling myself like oh man You'd have to cut off my arm to hold hands My people are hipper than low pants And I'm coming off of a romance Ah, going home to some b*t*h you hate I'm going home to some chick that made everything I said it ate I'm surprised the pu**y ain't on that plate Gotta hop out, should I air it out? She got designer a**, should I wear it out? There's two kinds of people to fill up this b*t*h, me and everybody else Hoes say I'm so dreamy, I'm their motherf**king nightmare Y'all could never see me, even if I stood right there I'm breakin' hearts like oh man, don't give a f**k like oh yeah I hold it down, I don't hold 'em We in that moshpit, we don't slow down so I'm double cupping my whiskey Shoutout to girls who say they don't miss me My chain hang out like some besties and they askin' me dumb questions I'm like "word the f**k up, word the f**k up, word the f**k up" Taught myself to do it and I never learned the f**k up, uh They just jealous they b*t*hes They just jealous they b*t*hes They just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours They just jealous their b*t*hes don't look like ours
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