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the club
I pop a Perc' and I float away
She blocked her man so
I guess she's stayin'
She off that molly and all in my pants
Let's make fake love romantic

These chains hangin off of my hip, AYYE

We gotta get it we staking and flip it 
And spend it now all this shit gone 

I made it back in two days Ima

going to the clubs for you
So you could stick around
So you could

Mix Casameos with that 1942
It's been a minute guess this link was overdue
Apologize

of tree
I pick up my phone so I can pick up
Hello I'm the virtual assistant for Mary
Preciate it
Rest in peace to y'all r.i. say what
I abbreviate it
I'm in

I'm stuck with my sorrows Heart cold, sub-zero, my heart froze
But, damn, all I be sharin' all is my love I miss my family that's up above
So I stay

in your lane, lil' bitch
'Fore you get swerved off it
Celine mix that bitch with Dior
Dior, you know that I'm flossing
You hear my music in all

to turn this shit up
If we come to the club know we getting fucked up
You can put it on the tab
Sick of all these good girls I like when they bad
Love when

sure do try and make it sound good
And that drink gone do the same as the doubts would
All that club romance don't belong here
And then problems that you

or hip hop
Or like drinks in the club, notifications at the top
I go pop like corn, Cos I Dey cock my gun
I Dey for the ones I love Omo na Turn by turn

Now I feel like Lil Uzi though
Shoulder shrug and I dance, yeah
We ain't going too well together
We don't mix in the recipe
I be sending all these fancy

I stay tired
Light outside I might go blind
The light so wild
Not by my side but I don't mind
And I stay tired
Yeah I feel tired
Yeah I feel tired,

I stay tired
Light outside I might go blind
The light so wild
Not by my side but I don't mind
And I stay tired
Yeah I feel tired
Yeah I feel tired,

the grape vipe
Rap looking good but the trap too easy
My daughter love to smile when I'm all on TV
I hadda good run but the street won't need me
Got big still

the boys cruising through the town
Bool around strip clubs all around
Dollars dollars bills fallen
With the money that my daddy gave me for the night show

My nigga need stripes in the pen, and im with it 
Speak with your chest when you speak to the kid 
I done split purpl codeine all over my kicks 
2500

need you home that's mr make a mess
Jumped inside that field all by myself ain't even break a sweat
And if you want 'em gone that nigga done just hit my

a bitch on a stroll
When niggas try to get me I haul her off let her ho, KILL EM ALL!
I can't be fucked in this game, I'm a psychopath
My AK, told me

All the way in Kentucky
The way I mix and mingle
Leave you bilingual and bingle
The DJ don't wanna play my
New single it's cool
I'm crawling down his

see , dont give a fuck evidently , zippers all on the part of my jeans , like oh you the cleanest 

I got a reason , I was so low way by the cement ,

it
These days
I laugh at it
I'm mad at it
They bad at it
So bag back and
Prepare for more than a club mix
When Dub spit
It's like the moment the crud

trending(ntle)
niggas say they got me they pretending(ntle)
i take all my bitches like candy(WHY),they ain't fuckin with nobody but they taisty,
they ain't fuckin

or even mix it up boy fix it up
Cuz your spirit is broken you played yourself and LBL has spoken
And when I speak all the girls just freak they're sweating'

Don't slip walking by me 
Baby cuz I leave a drip
The one u thought would never change
Be the one that a switch
I ain't in ya club if u
Don't catch me in

Ima tell a lie…
Cause the coppers a set you up
Like y'all really monsters
My brother died by the rooftop
Right beside the projects…
We come from Harlem