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That bitch hella tweakin' from a lover to a hoe

Yeah I been in my bag lately but that bro you with, he broke

Spend a band up on these jeans, yeah Celine

She ain't woke

Fill my cup up with promethazine that shit gon' help me cope

Got me like

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I got lean in my belly, know that shit gon' make me bloat

Wanted a ring on you, but I ain't gon' give it to no hoe

Yea yea I'm high as fuck, yea I'm feeling like I'm boutta float

I said I'm high as fuck, yea so I get lost up in the smoke instead of you

Yea I'm running up these bands in this coupe

Yea this GLE, but none of these bands is for you

Yea I'm in my feels, but all of this money coming through

Yea now I'm in my feels, now my life is better without you like

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Running from the problems that you made

Running from the problems that you made, but I get blamed

I still think about you yea but every time it's pain

Yuh, who you think you is tryna use me for your gain?

Like damn

I'm gon' ride away

I'm gon' run away

In a Cayenne GTS, don't give a fuck 'bout no range

I'm gon' ride away

I'm gon' ride today

Yea I'm riding fast as fuck I'm riding off the pain

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