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(One and only) In that GTR, when I'm slidin' I don't fuck with her, she just ridin' I took molly, molly, molly, then took five Xans I'm in Prada, Prada, Prada, I'm too locked in I'm like god-damn, I'm like god-damn I had some more friends, but I lost them Scratch 'em off the list, had to cross them, ah Keep a tool with me when I walk in (phew-phew-phew) Ayy, don't fuck with these niggas, they be watchin' That my twin, that my twizzy, we too locked in Hit up Neiman's, spend a band when I walk in You ain't know your hoe a bird, she be flockin' Say you got them racks, boy, you need to stop it, uh Got too many racks, can't even fit 'em in my pocket, uh I'm a whole rockstar, hit that boy right with a rocket, uh Not talkin' 'bout money, then you know I change the topic, uh When I see you, it's somethin', uh When I see you, it's somethin', ayy When I see you, it's somethin', ayy When I see you, it's somethin' In that GTR, when I'm slidin' I don't fuck with her, she just ridin' I took molly, molly, molly, then took five Xans I'm in Prada, Prada, Prada, I'm too locked in I'm like god-damn, I'm like god-damn I had some more friends, but I lost them Scratch 'em off the list, had to cross them, ah Keep a tool with me when I walk in (phew-phew-phew)
Writer(s): Nikita Koenig, Alexander Rembe, Elijah Policard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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