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MMM

Yea, yea

I re-member

All the timed that you hit me up

All the time you would call my bluff

When you was tryna fuck

Girl what - ever

Now I'm focused on a Bentley truck

Not distracted by the ways of love

There's nobody like me I'm one of one

Pit Pat

Paddy wack

Give a dog a bone, yea (woof)

I still wonder when you coming home, and

Can I still call you on the phone? We

Chit chat

Bout this, that

And how all these niggas big cap no cap

These rappers

Big trash

All they hits sound like a throwback

The new hits sound like a throwback, she

Let me hit it raw then we roll that, if

You take a flic make it Kodak, they

Callin on my spirit feel like Kodak

Uh

She's supposed to help me fight my demons

In reality she was the devil

I used to travel to her every weekend

I did 130 in the benzo

Girl I want you I don't want the friend zone

Imma roll one up and clear your mental

Eyes low but you still lookin good

Eyes low when you riding that wood

When you finna realize nobody do it like (like me)

Fuck all the bullshit let's just do it like (nike)

Fuck it

I re-member

All the timed that you hit me up

All the time you would call my bluff

When you was tryna fuck

Girl what - ever

Now I'm focused on a Bentley truck

Not distracted by the ways of love

There's nobody like me I'm one of one

Put it together, Ikea

Me and you is a good idea

Prolly think I'm fucking playin but

I get excited when I see her

In my head

What if she thinks that I'm weird

That's probably why she won't ever like you

I think her boyfriend a lame

And he don't deserve like I do

He don't deserve her like I do

My heart stay racing when I stand beside you/you're

Out of my range but your heart is my target

Shoot my shot I got the scope on my rifle

Forehead

Red dot

If I pull the trigger issa headshot (BOW)

He the one

Guess not

Imma slide through and make your bed rock

I remember baby I remember

You lookin good while you rock my sweater

Can't believe you went back to him

But I guess you guys are best together

I fucked it all up, girl I'll admit it

I was fucking bitches that would let me hit it

No regrets, but I'm starting to feel it

So I saved the back page for my lyrics, yea

Yea, yea, yea

Mm, mmm

Yea, Yea, Yea

It's Rique yea