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bitches on my dick
My shorty said we supposed to be charging
But far from a gigolo
I be dodging minajes on the regular
She don't know so she argue and start

give me yours, who am I to argue
Have her back by tomorrow
Til she bang a nigga line, asking for a part two

Bitch, I need reparations for all

by the way you're treating me right now its time for you to go away baby
Why you try to get so comfortable treating me like you've been here for long

can introducе you to all
Of the finer things
Like sippin aces by cases, sip
I'ma pop my shit all night and day, aye
Big diamonds in a flooded tennis

said was bull and I can tell by the stench,
Started from the bottom y’all don’t even know about the depth,
Since everything is going right I’m tryna work

where does their money go they ain't got not a clue at all
I don't go by the rules I got a job to do
I ain't got shit to prove y'all let them lie to you

tempted by that angel
And these thoughts keep making it harder to stay faithful
Cuz lately I've found myself conflicted, addicted to all the hard liquor

by a nigga that's behind the screen twittering
Who argue more than bitches with these run on sentences
Bar none I'm different niggas never compete
Ima

faded,
And something's happened,
And they happened by mistake,
The day will never come when,
Either one of us are ready,
But I can't force this anymore,

with you by the time I turned 18
Forever thing or never thing like baby it can't be

Okay then
Gotta hype myself up in the mirror, shit okay twin, I

and fix our bikes Up

Raised by a single mother, didn't get a lot of nice Stuff
And when crack hit well that really fucked our life Up
Hustler and'

Never fold. staying by my side
Now we grown and every accomplishment you make, I resent inside
The life of the party, everybody loves you and I wish it

the type that’s woke on the world being so corrupt YEA CALL HIM MR.Mug$ he the type that’s not gone sit there and argue and fuss he the type with good hair

ain't argue online
Got a problem, we Gone call him
Tell him meet up Guenette place
Stepped up with his chest out, left with a neck brace
Educate yourself

I got a cough, but I'm not rolling for you
I got bitches who got next they argue bout the commute
Put a crib right on the lake I'm waking up with

don't look down when you this high
I got my fist high
Don't argue or fuss with no bitch bye
You can sit by and watch me while I excel
Then I make it

greatest at this thing called rap.
and you got my back, and you got my all. If I got you by my side I aint
never gonna fall. We on top forever, like Bonnie

at my writs (wrist)
That a Rolex would tell me, oh my
Gotta buy time 
By buying I mean, I need green 
To fulfill all my dreams 
Time after time 
I know

took psychedelics,
They're two peas in a pod, or that's the point he'll try and argue,
Wondering which version of himself would work the best. 

She says

by the way you're treating me right now its time for you to go away baby
Why you try to get so comfortable treating me like you've been here for long

smoke woods, we run through Ounces by the dozen
Ayy, yeah lil shawty bad, but I still pass her
To my cousin
Yeah, the trap phone off, but the main phone

of albums sold, where does their money go? They ain’t got not a clue at all. I don’t go by the rules, I got a job to do. I ain’t got shit to prove, y’all let

praises
Constantly using your phrases
We argue a bit and then we make up
And you know what my favourite phase is
In my passenger seat at night
If you're

opportunities
Nigga that's a cop-out
Not now, we can argue later, all in favor
Raise your hands if you
Deserve another chance
Fan of a fan, we sharin' the same