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i got the prada my bands staying heavy, i want the porsche but she want the chevy, i got a bad b-tch she stay in the telli; i feel like lil loaded cause i gotta bently

i got the cake but she feing the fendi
i’m rockin gucci
i’ll f-ck up the kidney
to many blunts to the face got me dizzy
i’m high of this perc got feeling real sh-tty

f-ck up yo b-tch
and i hit from the back
got a new choppa it came wit gat
to hoes many hoes on my d-ck and they fat shout out to bella cause that b-tch a snack
don’t give a f-ck if u given me bands, don’t give a f-ck if u wanna throw bands , don’t give a f-ck bout the b-tches they only want love so i’m making em god d-mn

calling me sonic b-tch i’m on the run, i got this cap i ain’t talkin no gun, she eat me up like an apple pie bun, 40 round clip off this b-tch she a bum

i said it i said it i said
don’t give a f-ck bout yo b-tch she go spread it
see her in public and that sh-t pathetic, making this cake way to fast need a metic

- coltieboi

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