I HAD TO FAM

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I had to put, put, put, put, put, put that shit on
Denim suede, I mix and match
I had to put, put, put, put, put, put my Ricks on
Zip 'em up, double lace behind my calf
Might throw up, ate too many bars, this is not a snack
You threw up straight from a bar, had more than a snack
Should've grown up way quicker than that, could've been old by now
Can't sleep I'm up, I wish I could laugh, but the thought of you got me down

So I had to go and put, it on
Too much sauce, I got Louie, Vuitton
I'm only trying to rock out, dealing with heat need a mitten
Tryna pass it hot potato like I'm trying to kill him
Said that it's all over, said it's over, got it all done
I know this can last, like the past, we just rerun
Said I bring her closure, four leaf clover I'm the lucky one
Said I live up in the past, but girl I'm not a Jetson

I had to put, put, put, put, put, put that Marni on
Now they ridin' with me limousine
I had to put, put, put, put, put my Rick coat on
Purple on me, Marni, Rockin' Barney when I hit the scene
I'm so up, can't think of you, never bring me down
Just woke up, beats, they my food, breakfast is for the clowns
Know I'll be up for a while, need to set my future straight
Burberry back in a pile, Burberry down on my cake

Down, down, can't be down, uh, can't be down, can't be down, can't be down
I've been trying to raise amount, to a high count
Got so much cash right here to count, but I don't really wanna
You're really here right here right now
You're with me we're right here right now
You'd think I'd be up in the clouds but I'm in Yokohama
They think I'm nowhere to be found
Only at night, just like Count Dracula how I make no sound waitin' up for the guala
Baby I can not think clearly think I'm messing up my head
Don't know if it really is me that is 'bout to press send
Baby I can not see clearly think I'm missing both my lens
I do not know if you'll like me when I'm not on my best blend

I had to put, put, put, put, put, put that shit on
Denim suede, I mix and match
I had to put, put, put, put, put, put my Ricks on
Zip 'em up, double lace behind my calf
Might throw up, ate too many bars, this is not a snack
You threw up straight from a bar, had more than a snack
Should've grown up way quicker than that, could've been old by now
Can't sleep I'm up, I wish I could laugh, but the thought of you got me down

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