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She wanna f*ck with a rockstar i don't blame her
She f*ck with ops now no I don't claim her
You can get the Fiji bitch no Aquafina
Hit her with curveball serve just like I'm serena
Spent a couple bands, pulling up in the drop tops
VVS glisten on the chain bustin hopscotch
Shawty give me top top
She F*cking with a rockstar
Pulling her hair like the strings up on this guitar
Dummy dome, she go retard
Sloppy joe, she don't need sauce
H2O Aquafina
Keep her close like a nina
I got that loaded clip
The shit live right on my hip
And it be ready to spit
We don't do pistols whips
Popped me a xan n mixed it with lean
Dripped off dior man I'm too obscene
Dropped off the world, you envy me
Rubber band man, i don't bleed
Thriller like Michael no 23
Told her parents my face tatted got em on a Frenzy
No plan b just Givenchy
They tried to lie on me that yo kid that's yo seed
They tried to lock me down off a Fake pregnancy BITCH!
Hit em up might two piece
Chop it up like Bruce Lee
One for the groupie and one for the goofies
I wanna wish em well geico (Geico)
She don't do the kiss and tell lying hoe (Lying hoe)
Shawty got her body done (Lypo)
Think she tapping in my phone
I'm thinking she psycho (UHOH)
Still could f*ck ya bitch if i wanted she love rockstars
Told my current piece we can f*ck together Don't get Jealous
Too much drip, causing rain, bring out these umbrellas
Order up another why the f*ck ya drinking Stellas
Bottles up for the foreign, drank up till the morning
My ex she steady calling, she know that i be balling
Talking bout is you coming I'm offended that's appalling
I don't really f*ck with you that stress is turning boring
Dollas acting loose leaf spend em based on mood rings
Cut the bitch right off she couldn't be more bad n bougie
I chase the bag and flip and double it, you with the Feds you sign in it and crumble it
You speaking words but i hear you mumbling
Spilling the beans ya stomach now bubbling
Like mambo 5, got a starting 5
Becky be no ride or die
How i know? crashed the Bentley coupe
Swerved the lane Krash bandikoot
Vacays out to Cancun, best believe i got my own room
Numbers in the bank account throwing tantrums we in the penthouse like woah
She's in love ohhh naaaaah
I can't do this naaaahhhh
She Getting too close woooaah
Spend a couple bands, pulling up in the drop tops
VVS glisten on the chain bustin hopscotch
Shawty give me top top
She F*cking with a rockstar
Pulling her hair like the strings up on this guitar
Dummy dome she go retard
Sloppy joe she don't need sauce H20 Aquafina
Keep her close like a Nina
I got that loaded clip
The shit live right on my hip
And it be ready to spit
We don't do pistols whips