Blastoff
Internet Money, Trippie Redd, Juice WRLD
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Internet Money, bitch (Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid) Baby, come and have a blast with me Do everything I say like your majesty F*ck with the gang and it be a tragedy F*ck with my shooters, they in the back with me F*ck with me, baby, come get this bag with me Been alone for a minute, that shit been dragging me Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me Tryna get in that pussy, baby, that Mac and Cheese I cannot show these bitches no sympathy Who're these niggas? They simps and they hella bitch to me I was just fortunate, got the remedy F*ck that bitch and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah Baby, come and have a blast with me Do everything I say like your majesty F*ck with the gang and it be a tragedy F*ck with my shooters, they in the back with me (uh) You picked that knife up and you stabbin' me Wish it was a paper cut, but it's a gash, I bleed out In a way, you keep harassin' me It's a shame this the way that it has to be, oh Yeah, time is of the essence You know damn well you bring hell, I should call a reverend Devil horns on a angel, still haven't learned my lesson, uh We're a mess and our life's a wreck (hey) Toxic, toxic, toxic The most beautiful things grow old and start rotting I should've turned away when I found out you were demonic Let's be honest, you're the devil's daughter Say hey to your father, uh, he owe me twenty dollars We gon' run through hell with like twenty-hundred choppers We gon' give 'em hell and I put that on my mama Me and Trippie Redd boolin' back in the Bahamas Baby, come and have a blast with me Do everything I say like your majesty F*ck with the gang and it be a tragedy F*ck with my shooters, they in the back with me F*ck with me, baby, come get this bag with me Been alone for a minute, that shit been dragging me Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me Tryna get in that pussy, baby, that mac and cheese Gang, gang, gang Probably fuckin' your mama Three K bricks like André Servin' like entrée Ha, huh, you dig? You dig? You dig?
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Written by: Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Henry Nichols, Jarad A. Higgins, Kim II Candilora, Michael Lamar II White, Nicholas Mira, William Repko
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