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I remember when, I remember when, when I lost my mind

There was something so pleasant about that breeze

Even your emotions had an echo

And soon, you tripped on each other

This motherfucker too trim, Louis

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

She feel ashamed about her body, lift her ass up

Dick riding them post, I heard you fanned out boy yo ass a bluff

Catch you with them niggas, you gon' die, that's what I said, bruh

Bitch, we stand on business, better ask about the last one

I fuck bad bitches, skirt off in that jag, nigga

I tote Glocks, big-ass pistol make me sag, nigga

Spent a ticket on my shoes, these bitches cost a sag nigga

No wonder that yo bitch all on me, she see that our bag different

Bro poured up a 4 I'm so damn high, won't do it no more

You bitch keep on looking at me, she see I'm having more

they won't let me in, so, bitch, I'm kicking down the door

I been focused on that bag, lil' bitch, I'm tryna get some more

Little with the biggest gun, still make ah nigga run

I been tryna keep it low, don't even hang with the bros

opps so mad, won't let it go, they bro died we some trolls

Fuckin' all these different hoes, just wanna let you know

I will never let you go, baby girl, I hold your soul

Steppin' all between the smoke, I'm tryna clear my throne

bet, she wanna fuck with me, cause she see that I'm on

One click of a button that bitch, go, flrdddd, bitch, I ah clear the room

Baby, you look good, it's even better on your worst day

You the type to pay for everything, all on the first day

Fuck that bitch and block then blocked her number, she act like my last

Bitch was posted on that block, so he got left just like that last, nigga

This bitch a freak, she suckin', dick won't let me lift the cover

She do disloyal shit, so I guess I will never trust her

Soon as I get rich, I'm buying guns and putting on my brothers

Fuckin' with the opps, you gon' get left just like your fuckin' brother

She feel ashamed about her body, lift her ass up

Dickriding them post I heard, you fanned out. boy yo ass a bluff

Catch you with them niggas, you gon' die, that's what I said, bruh

Bitch, we stand on business, better ask about the last one

No wonder that your bitch all on me, she see that our bag different

Bitch, I know you see this shit, I'm nothin' like your last, nigga

Bags on top of bags, lil' bitch, don't get left in the past, nigga

Keep fuckin' with the opps, you gon' get left just like that last, nigga

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