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(album: Hate My Guts - 2023)


[Justin Stone:]
I want a Tesla whip, I do not text the bitch
Boy, you a pussy, I rest in it
You know that seven digits is the estimate, estimate
We don't do favors, don't fuck with you anyways
She wanna fuck for the flexes in
She just a number I'm running this summer
So she want my hands where her necklace is
I wanna test the whip, I do not text the bitch
Boy, you a pussy, I rest in it
You know that seven digits is the estimate
We don't do favors, don't fuck with you anyways
She wanna fuck for the flexes in
She just a number I'm running this summer
So she want my hands where her necklace is

I'm a phenomena, I got the hoes and the haters all bobbing they dome
It is so obvious that I'm the one that she's paging when no one is home
Roster is different each month like it's been out of season
Like damn he fed them, where the fuck did they go?
I got you boys so I left her alone
If I pull out then y'all missing the flow
Shit, I'm alone, hide what I'm feeling inside of my soul, woah
Don't like what I'm doing, but shit, I'm just good at it, lead on that hoe, oh
Cause I get it then make her obsessed
It's all because my ego's a mess
I cannot help that I'm toxic, I crave the chaos and sex, yeah
24/7 depressed, she wish she'd think of me less but she can't
I could have any girl that I want, why would I wait
Smoking on joints like a tank
I'm chiefing, chilling
I pass it to Sami, they walking by staring, we know that it stink
Loud in the air, saying now that I'm waiting on karma to show up
The fuck do you think?

I want a Tesla whip, I do not text the bitch
Boy, you a pussy, I rest in it
You know that seven digits is the estimate, estimate
We don't do favors, don't fuck with you anyways
She wanna fuck for the flexes in
She just a number I'm running this summer
So she want my hands where her necklace is
I wanna test the whip, I do not text the bitch
Boy, you a pussy, I rest in it
You know that seven digits is the estimate
We don't do favors, don't fuck with you anyways
She wanna fuck for the flexes in
She just a number I'm running this summer
So she want my hands where her necklace is

[Beatspeare:]
Don't take turns, they make hoes like a laser
Ain't got no time for no haters
Don't fuck with anyone not doing favors
Just being myself, now I'm doing it major
All of these bitches is fried
I got the realest and she by my side
I cannot lose, nigga step to the side
Hit Justin and Sami, I know they gon' ride, stay on my grind
I keep them dollar bills on my mind
My family is the reason why I grind
I could've failed about a thousand times
I found my gift and now I gotta shine
Bitch, I'm dripping like I'm water whipping
Took a long time to be in my position
Got faith in it like it's my religion so I never stop, fuck the opposition
Addicted to money, been diagnosed
You must be crazy thinking I'm a joke
Hop in the Benz but I get girls
Fuck new friends cause the clique dope
Bitches be fake as shit, the baddest ones be the basic bitch
Clearly I been through some shit
But I'm speaking facts, tell that little bitch, I wanna

[Justin Stone:]
Tesla whip, I do not text the bitch
Boy, you a pussy, I rest in it
You know that seven digits is the estimate, estimate
We don't do favors, don't fuck with you anyways
She wanna fuck for the flexes in
She just a number I'm running this summer
So she want my hands where her necklace is
I wanna test the whip, I do not text the bitch
Boy, you a pussy, I rest in it
You know that seven digits is the estimate
We don't do favors, don't fuck with you anyways
She wanna fuck for the flexes in
She just a number I'm running this summer
So she want my hands where her necklace is

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