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Only 21, getting big, I feel like Adele
Might go out and ball till I fall, I feel like Odell
Notice I don’t really give a f**k, baby can’t you tell?
Colder than the streets, life ain’t sweet this ain’t canderel
I’m way too real for all that fake sh*t
Send your ass to heaven that’s a face-lift
Tried to rip me off like a Nike tag
She only do women but I bypassed
All I’m on is black girls and I’m rocking Off-White
I’m playing b*t*hes like I’m posted on Fortnight
I whip out the.. put it in like a sword fight
You’re bored at home while I get paid to board flights

I don’t want the rack (Racks-racks)
I just do this cause I can (Can-can)
Court order, wе need thirty bands (Bands-bands)
Hop in his b*t*h and throw it back (Back-back)
One for the money, two for thе show
I’m with gang we in the bus up on the muhf**king road
Hop in the mix (Mix-mix)
When we pull up I need it lit (Lit-lit)

You can’t do me dirty little b*t*h, I’m from the sewage
I just pay some people they can show me where your crew is
I'ma run up on them like my name was Carl Lewis
Can’t show this on TV, I'ma beat him till he blueish
b*t*h hop in the Jeep or the bus
Ain’t no safari but girl I got hella bucks
She leaning on me till she sleep, I’m her double cup
See me in her dreams, she want me, I’m her animus
Girl trust me I love you but I do not trust you
You wanna be with me, without me you struggle
But why stress her when I can rather undress her
Want you on my chest, that’s the sh*t that I treasure

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