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(Baby E made this beat)

Valentine's Day, my b*t*h mad I ain't text her (I ain't text her)
Finna turn this cream to a Dr. Pepper (To a Dr. Pepper)
Lady in Celine always saying I'm being extra (Yeah, you extra)
I got bad hoes laying around my house like a shelter (Like a shelter)
I like b*t*hes that like f**king b*t*hes, yeah this sh*t better (Yeah, this better)

I like b*t*hes, so I get they nails done and they lashes (And they lashes)
YSL, Celine, Prada, and Dior, she can grab it (She can grab it)
These some thousand dollar jeans for the texture (For the texture)
Yeah, I finally hit his b*t*h, she got me mad, nothing special (Nothing special)
With these hoes, I get to pick like interceptions (Yeah)
B*t*hes begging me to f**k 'em, I ain't even showin' effort (Showin' effort)
Gucci scarf wrapped around my head like I'm a terrorist (I'm a terrorist)
My b*t*h said we need to talk, I told her, "I ain't trying to hear it"(I ain't trying to hear it)
She a b*t*h I'm f**king on, but she a b*t*h you really cherish (You really cherish)
Fake Rollies, fake Cubans, why the f**k you even wear it? (You even wear it)

Hit a b***on, curtains moving, why the f**k is n***as staring?(N***as starring)
Flick me up, fade booming, where the f**k is all the cameras? (All the camers)
Don't even start, you be doomed, in the club with all these hammers (All these hammers)
Only n***as in this room throwing money on the dancers (Throwing money on the dancers)
Going Kanye crazy, n***a, you ain't got the answers (You ain't got the answers)
Yeah, it's late but I just keep on bringing b*t*hes to the mansion (B*t*hes to the mansion)
Had to block a couple b*t*hes, I ain't dealing with y'all answers (Dealing with y'all answers)
How the f**k she hear me on your story? I don't understand it (What the f**k?)
I went ghost on Valentine's, I ain't romantic (I ain't romantic)
I get fly as f**k and f**k on n***as b*t*hes, it's a habit (It's a habit)
I hopped off a flight in Dallas, got 'em thinkin' I'm a Maverick (Yeah)
Model b*t*hes storming in, it's looking like a beauty pageant (Beauty pageant)

Almost had to slap a b*t*h, there's makeup on my Louis jacket (On my Louis jacket)
I just landed in Orlando, lady asked, "Is you a Magic?" (Is you a Magic?)
I just woke up b*t*hes all around me, asking 'em, "What happened?" (What happened?)
Must been a movie, I got all this glitter on my mattress (Glitter on my mattress)
Don't put it past your b*t*h, n***a, 'cause I could have it ('Cause I could have it)

Stop staring at my wrist, n***as dying if they grab it (Dying)
I see a group of bad, thick b*t*hes, I'ma attack it (I'm on mode)
If I see a bad group of b*t*hes, I got options (I got options)
Valentine's Day, leave your n***a, let's go shopping (Yeah, let's go)
That n***a dead wrong, he only got you chocolate (He dead wrong)
That's your lil' boyfriend? He outta pocket (He outta pocket)
Lemme Cartier your wrist, girl, you f**king with the hottest (With the hottest)
I'ma make it worth it 'cause I know I'm kinda toxic (Kinda toxic)
I'm on Twitter, how is all these weak b*t*hes getting flowers?
When I go shopping, it feel different, I been in here for an hour (Been in here for an hour)
December 21st in Fendi, I think I got my superpowers (I think I got my superpowers)

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