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Yeah. Side note, bitch, I really miss the old Me. Moving hella slowly. Baggy ass jeans got me feeling like it's '03. Bad bitch tryna act like she know me. You don't know shit, you just know what you're Told, geek. Get a my pants, now I'm slowly. She gon' give me lip 'til it's hard, this Is no C. I ain't really had nobody. Twenty-five points, she put one of the mines. All around in the ride. She sorry, it's taking over, sermons on her body. That nigga really moving like a zombie. I'm whipping in the Jag', but I really wanted Mines. I'm tryna take it slow 'fore a Get lonely. Uh, sometimes I feel like this shit Is momentary. I know you don't know too much And it's scary. I know that you self-conscious 'cause you staring. Bitch, I'ma say this, I hope That you perish. No, fuck that, bitch, I just Hope that you cherish every single moment that you Had in my presence. Bitch, tell me what the Fuck is up without the questions. I just wanna grab the fucking dragon and go Stretch it. I can see the look on your Face, that expression. Showing me your greed, I just Hope you bleed for tryna have something while you Say that you in need. I don't really like Nothing, I don't really like humans. All these niggas fake and these hoes be stupid. Said he want his ass do it. I'm riding around town with my heat, just cruising. If I feel it's a problem, nigga, I'm gon' Blast it. Make his ass vanish like I really Do magic. Fully in the back, that's fully automatic. Fifty round drum and the feelings everlasting. Shorty eat dick like she misses Fantastic. This chopper finna bite you like something from Jurassic Park. Bitch, I'm really sliding and that Push to start. I remember days I ain't have No car. Damn, I really came too far. Nigga, give me two years, I'ma be a fucking Star. Really made it out the mud, just didn't Need bar. And I never caught fades when this Shit got hard. Nigga, pass me the gar, I need 'fore this Shit get large. I swear to God that I Said this shit to Mar. I will I never Will never give give up, bitch up, bitch, I Really I really got got heart heart. I really got heart, Yo, Yeah. Side note, bitch I really miss the old me Got me moving hella slowly Back of your ass Jeans got me feeling like it's '03 Bad bitch Tryna act like she know me You don't know Shit, you just know what you told me Get A pull my pants down slowly She gon' give Me lip 'cause that's all that she know She Ain't really had no pride Twenty-five points, She took one of mine All around in her pride She sorry, it's taking Over, summers on her thighs got a nigga really Moving like a I'm whipping in a Jag, but I really want it mine I'm tryna take it Slow 'fore a nigga catch a homicide We sell To the J's, no rhyme We sell to the J's, no rhyme We sell To the J's, no Rhyme