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Hold yo' mink up fur, uh

Bro can't drive the whip without his lean cup first, huh

I don't do the facetime, let's link up first

I don't really fancy hoes, I hop straight into the verse

And I tell her that I'm sorry, I ain't never mean to hurt you

She know that I'm lyin, she know my intentions see through

Uh-huh, overseas, I'm swaggin, so she thinkin' that I'm rich

In her ovaries, no tampons, but to her, that make no sense, hell yeah

Bro bang left side like he J.B. on the Knicks, hell yeah

I keep runnin' like I'm Saquon for yo' bitch, hell yeah