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[Intro]
Yeah
Trademark!
Whoa

[Verse]
Oh no, no, please don't act like that, girl I’m sick of disappointments
Secluded where I'm at, I think you should make appointments
Treat me like the last man, she need me like ointments
I treat this shit like it's the last dance, I’m here for your enjoyment
And besides that I'm im-
And besides that I'm important
Don't compare me to these niggas, they informants
All this shit we argued bout ended up pointless
Going back in timе to the MGA, it's hot as hell, it's scorching
Yeah a nigga scoring, lacе me up I feel like Jordan
I ain't tryna miss that much, (Aye) and she be tryna mess me up
And she know my back account shit going critical, I been tryna flex
Fool around and put 4 in my blunt, understand that shit fuckin' me up
When I walk in the Cit girl I need yellow bag, that honey pack blowin’ me up
Get yo bitch, she keep blowin’ me up
All these niggas keep talking they hoeing me bruh
Yellow on me I look like Bumblebee yeah
Remember day's I was down on my ass, watching BET awards I’m like damn that's suppose to be us
And she sick of this lifestyle calling, it was awesome
Up in the morning at 5 AM, don't it get exhausting
Growin' up I thought I would be a Celtic, ballin’ out in Boston
Fast forward I'm in a penthouse in Beverly Hills, and they validated all my parking
You can fit 10 bands in this bitch, that's more than our apartment

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