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just don’t
Violate another court order sis
Because the judge
Won’t like that at all the judge
Already ordered you to pay my legal
Fees because he was

about my piece
That Don McLean slice
That talk to me nice
Thirty two I lived I twice
DMT that short flight
Acid trip last all night
And I seen things in

bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics

Bye bye bitch
Bye bye bitch
Don't pay for shit
No more pics

No more pics
Don't pay for shit
Bye bye bitch

where I go! And they Call me psycho! 

83, Malibu, chrome McLean’s, baby blue, two 15’s phone booth! I don’t need no more proof It’s So bazaar how it’s

Text my ex and tell her that I miss her
Worthless sex is my favorite drug
One more time for good ol' Virginia
Don't look back you won't miss a thing

don't carry one (Brr)
What do I mean? Its 2020, and we still getting shot by the police (Brr)
Sipping on lean until we O-D, I know that you heard it but

a 360 with me
With pen and I let it bleed
I'll pay for all of your jewelry
All of your groupies and
All of your foolery
But Imma recoup it
So don't you be

They don't even ask how I been, CC in reverse I walk outta the scene
This ain't no game if you know what I mean
That boy 17 with 2k in his jean
That

Listen up, one more time,
One last glass of shitty wine,
I mean what I say in the nicest of possible ways,

(You'll pay Pay on a Sunday Pay on a Sunday

and turn around like on a game show
And I got whips in every color of the fuckin' rainbow
Bitch, and I don't play that beefin' shit
If you want me to take

If You Can Afford Me

Katy Perry

One of the Boys

2008

some don't have the patience, some call me high-maintenance
But you pay the bill, cause, that's the deal.

If you wanna ride, just name your price don

Hey homeboy remember cruising down the avenue in the Regal
We thought we were all bad with McLeans and a lowered car
But nowadays if you don't got

demons gotta pay
Don't got time I gotta waste. I got moves I gotta make

Moves I gotta make
Moves I gotta make
These demons gotta pay
These demons gotta

you, pay me
And that's just it
I'm going green
Can't make-up no more
Maybelline
Screaming fuck you, pay me
Want one thing like Amerie
Once you get me

off
I be showin' love everywhere that I go, I don't know what they on
I ain't tryna press you no more, unless you really got your mind made up
I

shit
I’m rich off coke It ain’t mother fucking secret

Shit don’t stop, make the cake grow
Made a little cash and I made more
Shit don’t stop, make

’t walk wit a cane
Nah
I don’t walk around like I just got that guap
I care more bout my time, I be checkin my clock
Instagram make it pass, yea that junt

can call you with the wind
Saying if I was in Boston I would fall for you again

Wind blow the trees and I still don't believe
Cold with the breeze

the face

Snakes
I be surrounded by fakes
You out here tryna destroy me
You don't know you just annoy me
Bitch do you think that I care
I am not the one that

you up
Are you still headed for the sea
Chase me with your secrets
To an ocean full of dreams

Words & Music by Kim McLean (Twang Billy Music, SESAC)

smacked, harassed by police
Loopen' the track, you prep for the night
Got Rolland Woods in the back of the cyph 
He got some raps, no pack for tonight
Niggas

aint got shit so don’t be knocking
on my door like bruh what's popping
when I was broke we wasn’t talking
you say you balling why you walking
(laugh)

the f*cking smoke away
The moon doth shine as bright as a day
Inner feelings, this shit hurt in more than a way
Our hands, our hands must just edd away

You

on by)
Just a walk, just a walk on by (Walk on by)

Can't you see the love we breathe, is nothing more than false
Can't you see
You’re everything I don