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Hooked up with a bitch last night
 We all be bangers 'cause the beat bangin' tight
 My face in the snow, I'm goin' on a flight
 All the people tryna hate, but them bitches make me tired
 Wait hold up, did I lose my mind
 30 different bitches and they all makin' eyes
 Pricks all around and they fakin' for the guys
 Never trust friends 'cause they all probably lies
 I, I am straight on the way to motherfuckin' Dubai
 Two, get the night time, drip on the skyline
 My bitches call me nice, I'm flexin' with lights to the night time
 Light up in the Lambo, mind out with the Bang Bros
 Tyga Type Beat, damn locked with a nice ho
 Dropped ya, I'm Speed in the coast
 On the West Side, whenever the last with the mind back
 Shot knife, I'm a murderer
 Good luck boy, scoped up in the clicker
 Mad life, push the Black Op, your bitches pussy so tight
 Could not give it to a ripper
 Pull up in the 'Rari, Phresh Life
 You just hunt the glory, mad life
 Up and ever, weirdest problems, set Warriors
 You just followin' my story, YOU STOOPID
 BITCH, check out my status
 And don't go on Snapchat and don't mind my manners
 RICH, I'm livin' in Glamour
 Thory, I'm a sinner, you look up "behindert"
 My Benz cruisin' fast, I've been movin' fast
 You just be cool with that, look at your moves, Aurett
 Don't blow your move at that, don't tell your bullshit man
 "Shut up, you cunt.", that's what I'm tellin' ya
 Hooked up with a bitch last night
 We all be bangers 'cause the beat bangin' tight
 My face in the snow, I'm goin' on a flight
 All the people tryna hate, but them bitches make me tired
 Wait hold up, did I lose my mind
 30 different bitches and they all makin' eyes
 Pricks all around and they fakin' for the guys
 Never trust friends 'cause they all probably lies
 Oh shit, wasted again
 Mind fucked up, I'm on too many Xans
 Fans call my phone, they askin' where I've been
 But I just can't answer now, I don't really can
 When I'm managin' my business, I can't deal with bitches
 Hate, I'm the richest, say that he snitches
 Niggas is so vicious, I got many visions
 What the fuck is this? Bitch, that is kids shit
 When I'm pushin' haters down
 Niggas want it and they drown
 I'ma pull up to her house
 And I make her suck it out
 Lil' bitch, now you runnin'
 I know I am stunnin'
 Just keep her, keep me comin'
 Yung PRH, 20 funny, ayy
 Block it, block it, block it lil' slut when I'm fuckin', ayy
 Pistol in your face when I'm talkin', talkin', talkin', ayy
 Big B, slay, I be rockin', rockin', rockin',ayy
 Duckin', duckin', duckin', ayy
 Drop it, drop it, drop it, ayy
 Iced out from my head to the feet
 Bitch I be rockin' on the beat, yah
 Lil PRH, Lil La1Zar on the sheets
 I be lookin' on my feeds, yea
 We up, we up, we up
 You suck, you suck, you suck, ayy
 I'ma throw you out, you out, n'aight
 Look, fuck in the gang, nigga upside down
 Hooked up with a bitch last night
 We all be bangers 'cause the beat bangin' tight
 My face in the snow, I'm goin' on a flight
 All the people tryna hate, but them bitches make me tired
 Wait hold up, did I lose my mind
 30 different bitches and they all makin' eyes
 Pricks all around and they fakin' for the guys
 Never trust friends 'cause they all probably lies
 Hooked up with a bitch last night
 We all be bangers 'cause the beat bangin' tight
 My face in the snow, I'm goin' on a flight
 All the people tryna hate, but them bitches make me tired
 Wait hold up, did I lose my mind
 30 different bitches and they all makin' eyes
 Pricks all around and they fakin' for the guys
 Never trust friends 'cause they all probably lies
 

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Duration
03:21
Key
10
Tempo
103 BPM

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