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Bitch, uh

W's, W's on my face

W's, W's at my grave

W's, W's on my face (W's)

And they like, "ooh he finna break"

"Ooh he finna break", but

W's, W's on my face

And I'm mad, but mad gifted

And back when it's trash did it play back for a minute

Prolly not I'll admit it, I'll admit

It's too loud I maybe need some Advil and

Add villains, I'm most hated back within

My past image, maybe I can't improve

You like shining lights til they pointed at you

W's, W's on my face

W's, W's at my grave

W's, W's on my face (W's)

And they like, "ooh he finna break"

"Ooh he finna break", but

W's, W's on my face

Prolly I'm a bit dramatic

Emphatic, I'm past it

In fact it's, a little bit a me obsessing about the past and

Back then, I'm back in the drama and static

Constantly had it, feelings breaking automatic

Now I'm walking with Aladdin and Jasmine

Homie it's a whole new world of an absent has been

Put on my jacket, maybe talk like I have it

But couldn't grasp it, never grasped it

But now I'm on a starlight cruise

Every eye watching what the star might do

Too scared that I'll lose

Cus you like shining lights til they pointed at you

W's, W's on my face

W's, W's at my grave

W's, W's on my face (W's)

And they like, "ooh he finna break"

"Ooh he finna break", but

W's, W's on my face