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Perfect Saw your caller ID on my iPhone screen They hit me up, I hang 'em up, bitch, you know what I mean 'Cause I'm hard to get, hard to reach, hard as shit, hard to read I got plenty bitches that be chasing after me Saw your caller ID on my iPhone screen They hit me up, I hang 'em up, bitch, you know what I mean 'Cause I'm hard to get, hard to reach, hard as shit, hard to read I got plenty bitches that be chasing after me, yeah Racing after me, yeah Chasing after me, yeah Racing after me I got roadrage when I'm whipping through the hills (ah) Pedal to the metal, when I hit the speed, it chills The doctor said no drinking when I'm out there popping pills My life is like GTA, bitch, I'm out for kills Ass so fat that I slapped it back to Texas Gripping on my choker, I ain't never owned a necklace I'm so fucking high right now, I feel like I'm on Nexus Nike, I'ma run a bitch up if you try to check this Saw your caller ID on my iPhone screen They hit me up, I hang 'em up, bitch, you know what I mean 'Cause I'm hard to get, hard to reach, hard as shit, hard to read I got plenty bitches that be chasing after me Saw your caller ID on my iPhone screen They hit me up, I hang 'em up, bitch, you know what I mean 'Cause I'm hard to get, hard to reach, hard as shit, hard to read I got plenty bitches that be chasing after me, yeah Racing after me, yeah Chasing after me, yeah Racing after me
Writer(s): Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Jabrielle Brooks, Tanner Katich, Alexander Wigdahl, Cody H. Rounds, Nicholas Lamonaca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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