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Abloh, hey Abloh, hey Pablo, hey, hey (Spanker) Vest came from Abloh, hey Abloh, hey Pablo, hey, hey Vest came from Abloh, hey Don like Diablo, hey Tax like Chicago, spray Flex like I'm Pablo, hey Heb die racks in mijn jeans Heb je die niggers van flexen gezien? Hey Ik ben een don like Diablo, hey Ik ben een don like Diablo, hey Amiri, amiri, hey Match met die Yeezy, yeah Dress is van Off-white, hey Flex in the moon light, hey En ik heb love voor mijn team Zie je een nigga toast up voor z'n team, hey (You wanna play rough?) London nigga I just came up off a fiend Cup of prometh' and codeine Ferrari or the Lamborghini Eat the pussy in the passenger seat I'm in Amsterdam, good women, good weed This is where I need to be You can get Dior Imma buy the store Oliver Twist, she wants some more Imma hit it raw Fed up with her nigga she bored, she bored Heartbreak gang so I pour Can I eat it from the front, from the back Can I do both doors, can I use both doors F*ck me like you miss me baby, f*ck me like you care F*ck me like you miss me when I'm pulling on your hair I lean on your pussy taking off your underwear I lean on your pussy when there's nobody there They saying you can ride for me This is Off-White design on me Baby gone ride on me Lean, percocet, all these drugs I don't know I'm explaining to God all these drugs that I've sold What's your pussy taste like I've been dying to know Oh, girl I've been dying to know Oh, girl I've been trying to know I've been smoking on my weed like it's legal And these b*tches they be lying, they deceitful I know niggas been trying to get equal If my hittas gone ride they done leave you (Say hello to my little friend!) Vest came from Abloh, hey Don like Diablo, hey Tax like Chicago, spray Flex like I'm Pablo, hey Heb die racks in mijn jeans Heb je die niggers van flexen gezien? Hey Ik ben een don like Diablo, hey Ik ben een don like Diablo, hey, yeah Sixteen, dacht ik had het al gezien Want ik deed dit voor de fam want ik bleed Eighteen, ik move als the A-Team Want de jongen die was all about the crime Twenty, wou een fucking Bentley Laat de nigga skurr skurr in de scene Nu ben ik blessed, boy je kan het aan me zien In de mall bust down met m'n drip Vest came from Abloh, hey Don like Diablo, hey Tax like Chicago, spray Flex like I'm Pablo, hey Heb die racks in mijn jeans Heb je die niggers van flexen gezien? Hey Ik ben een don like Diablo, hey Ik ben een don like Diablo, hey, yeah
Writer(s): Adam Williams, Francis Junior Edusei, Tevin Irvin Plaate, Ricky Banton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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