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D'Marco Francis
D'Marco Francis
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Ouu I think she like me Now she say she wifey Plum it real quick just piping Something called one night ting Her man wanna fight me Her man he so jelly She pree me on IG she sending me hearties Said I look like Carti, she just wanna party Think her name was Hennessy cause she don't sip Bacardi Thought u was seeing my hotel room I left that chick in the lobby Young and rich and snobby she say my life gnarly When I wake I always feel alone Been that shit that god would not condone Goofy bih keep ringing down my phone Leave a fucking message at the tone I will never ever sell my soul just so I live lavish till I'm old One of one you can not ever clone I'm just in a sunken place alone Wavey lately never sober I told Kiki bend it over She live reckless can't control her She play niggas Xbox controllers In my city people colder Devil on both side my shoulders One night hit it now she think I owe her One night hit it but you can't stay over Said I look like Carti, she just wanna party Think her name was Hennessy cause she don't sip Bacardi Thought u was seeing my hotel room I left that chick in the lobby Young and rich and snobby she say my life gnarly When I wake I always feel alone Been that shit that God would not condone Goofy bih keep ringing down my phone Leave a fucking message at the tone I will never ever sell my soul, just so I live lavish till I'm old One of one you can not ever clone I'm just in a sunken place alone When I wake I always feel alone Been that shit that God would not condone Goofy bih keep ringing down my phone Leave a fucking message at the tone Goofy bih keep ringing down my phone Leave a fucking message at the tone
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