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I popped a pill then I popped another one
 I copped a chain and I copped another one
 The Rollie was plain so I went and flooded one
 Just got a crib, now I want another one
 Baby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other one
 I told her I wasn't gon' have no more kids
 I fucked around and had another one
 These bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'em
 Why the fuck is you lovin' 'em?
 These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a name
 Tell me why the fuck you trustin' 'em
 I got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' em
 You play, I'm bustin' 'em
 If you got the drank I'm a loyal customer
 I bought a pint and bought another one
 I know that's your friend but I was just tempted
 Fuck me so good I flew her to Memphis
 I told you I'm sorry bae, I was just tripping
 I know I was out of place, I was just slipping
 Like a wave flow, full of petrol
 At the awards show in some retros
 Hitters with me on ready set go
 Trap still boomin' like it's Metro
 Keep the tool on me, Home Depot
 Three bitches with me, now that's Cee Lo
 I'm Bread Gang, I might catch a R.I.C.O
 Ice on me, I'ma need a peacoat
 Light show techno, the way my neck glow
 Ask my white bitch, she like heck no
 Like a wave flow the way her neck scroll
 Got her number, say you down to deepthroat
 The bitch ain't got nothin' good to me, but I want another one
 I don't know what it is 'bout that AP but I want another one
 This foreign coupe got me feelin' like Khaled, I want another one
 I blew a bankroll yesterday, woke up to another one
 I popped a pill then I popped another one
 I copped a chain and I copped another one
 The Rollie was plain so I went and flooded one
 Just got a crib, now I want another one
 Baby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other one
 I told her I wasn't gon' have no more kids
 I fucked around and had another one
 These bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'em
 Why the fuck is you lovin' 'em?
 These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a name
 Tell me why the fuck you trustin' 'em
 I got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' em
 You play, I'm bustin' 'em
 If you got the drank I'm a loyal customer
 I bought a pint and bought another one
 My pockets fat, yours anorexic
 I fucked her and fucked on her bestie
 And she ain't 'bout shit but she sexy
 And get straight to the point when she sext me
 I went and pulled up to the dealer
 Hopped out the Benz coupe and hopped in the Wraith
 And I still drive that V12 Aston Martin, nigga you don't wanna race
 I'm tryna duck the feds but at the same time feed my kids
 I'm on the road doin' shows now, gotta thank god for the gift
 I got a main bitch but at the same time tryna fuck with another bitch
 I'm tryna keep focused, At the same time wanna crash like fuck this shit
 I'm tryna balance it all out, all out
 I'm tryna balance it all out
 I'm tryna balance it all out, all out
 I'm tryna balance it all out
 I face a blunt and I pop a perc
 And I sip the drink 'til it's all out
 Niggas wan' try me 'cause I'm in position
 I want to load it up and draw done
 I popped a pill then I popped another one
 I copped a chain and I copped another one
 The Rollie was plain so I went and flooded one
 Just got a crib, now I want another one
 Baby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other one
 I told her I wasn't gon' have no more kids
 I fucked around and had another one
 These bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'em
 Why the fuck is you lovin' 'em?
 These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a name
 Tell me why the fuck you trustin' 'em
 I got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' em
 You play, I'm bustin' 'em
 If you got the drank I'm a loyal customer
 I bought a pint and bought another one
 

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Duration
03:25
Tempo
140 BPM

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