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I feel like everything just a waste of time You giving up your heart, I'll have to give you mine He talkin' shit, I cut the snakes off of the grapevine She say I cut it close I'm making racks through the email, drop it on some clothes I just hopped in the Uber, I don't like to drive Speed dial on the bros, know they all gon' slide DOA, I'ma kill 'em soon as I arrive She wanna see how I live, I'll show you what it's like I'm talking payment, rave shit, people on some fake shit Hair done, square one, we just tryna make it Party girl, drop a couple thousand on some fake lips Molly rock, she put it on her tongue can't even taste it Walking, stop asking if I need some other options Pop shit, every song I'm making bet I top it Target, I got 'em talking 'bout me, I'ma topic Heard he talking out his neck, pussy stop this Ay, lit like a match stick, stretch like elastic Posted in the back, got the bag, goin' spastic His new song? Trashed it Her new man? Tragic On my neck got moonstones, her man got plastic Gettin' blood on my sneakers, I'm asking boy if he had enough I got bitches in my DM's, they tweaking, this shit not adding up I swear they think they funny, look at me boy, I'm not cracking up Bell just rang and you the one that we packin' up You inside her comments but I don't think she need saving He hasn't paid his rent but he flexing all his savings Hop inside the pit, bitch I'm lit, you can't save him They was talking 'bout me? Time to get back to what I'm saying I'm talking payment, rave shit, people on some fake shit Hair done, square one, we just tryna make it Party girl, drop a couple thousand on some fake lips Molly rock, she put it on her tongue can't even taste it Walking, stop asking if I need some other options Pop shit, every song I'm making bet I top it Target, I got 'em talking 'bout me, I'ma topic Heard he talking out his neck, pussy stop this
Writer(s): Eric George Lopez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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