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I feel like everything just a waste of time
You giving up your heart, I'll have to give you mine
He talking shit, I cut the snakes off of the grapevine
She say I cut it close
I'm making racks through the e-mail, drop it on some clothes
I just hopped in the Uber, I don't like to drive
Speed dial on the bros know they all gon' slide
DOA, I'ma kill 'em soon as I arrive
She wanna see how I live, I'll show you what it's like

I'm talking payment, rave shit, people on some fake shit
Hair done, square one, we just tryna make it
Party girl, drop a couple thousand on some fake lips
Molly rock, she put it on her tongue can't even taste it
Walking, stop asking if I need some other options
Pop shit, every song I'm making bet I top it
Target, I got 'em talking 'bout me, I'ma topic
Heard he talking out his neck, pussy stop this

Aye, lit like a match stick, stretch like a elastic
Posted in the back, got the bag, going spastic
His new song? Trashed it, her new man? Tragic
On my neck got moonstones, her man got plastic
Getting blood on my sneakers, I'm asking boy if he had enough
I got bitches in my DM's, they tweaking, this shit not adding up
I swear they think they funny, look at me boy, I'm not cracking up
Bell just rang, and you the one that we packing up
You inside her comments, but I don't think she need saving
He hasn't paid his rent but he flexing all his savings
Hop inside the pit, bitch I'm lit, you can't save him
They was talking 'bout me? Time to get back to what I'm saying

I'm talking payment, rave shit, people on some fake shit
Hair done, square one, we just tryna make it
Party girl, drop a couple thousand on some fake lips
Molly rock, she put it on her tongue can't even taste it
Walking, stop asking if I need some other options
Pop shit, every song I'm making bet I top it
Target, I got 'em talking 'bout me, I'ma topic
Heard he talking out his neck, pussy stop this

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