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Pop 2 perkies 1130 that's your bitch she hit my DM

Yeah that boy be out in public he gon run when I see him

Yeah he sent the text by morning he was gone by the PM

Had the mask up on face now he gone stop breathing

Diamonds they be fake it's not water that bitch apple juice

Hollows with the lasers and the drum shits compatible

Yeah she bend it over throw it back like a lateral

Got these haters on my nuts like a cannibal

Man I promise listen once I won't disappoint

Yeah I flipped up on my pockets now im flipping coins

Bitch im anti never speaking that's a choice

I'm tryna be my fucking self uh self employed

Why you blaming all your choices on some peoples actions

They told you you weren't shit but man look what happened

I try to stay to myself avoid interactions

I'm proving all my points wrong that's that satisfaction

Satisfaction

Shit is my passion

Hood stay up assassin

We dip and grabbing all black fashion look at my seats they satin

No compassion no reaction watch your bitch imagine

She undressing for the kid up inside the cabin