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Luis Requetes
Luis Requetes
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Givenchy, Prada, Balenci, same thing Fucking on this model bitch, she loves giving me brain Hoping she don't fall in love, because theres no other way I just ran up that little backend, it hit today Way, Way, Up Way, Way, Up Way, Way, Up Way, Way, Up Woah Yeah she want a bag, I had to bag it (Yeah) Louis, Birkin baby, yeah that's cash bitch, woah I'm a rockstar, you ain't lasting And you're a faker, you're a catfish I just rock these Vetements, what do you know about Vetements? T-Will thats my twin, and he got on Vetements And we sipping Dom Perignon And we sipping Dom Perignon (Woah) Told her carry on and I don't really need your love I don't need it at all I don't how to deal with this, I had to let her go I don't know what this feeling is, I feel it in my bones And you thought it would work, but I knew that it wont And I'm tired of just feeling this, feeling this, way Givenchy, Prada, Balenci, same thing Fucking on this model bitch, she loves giving me brain Hoping she don't fall in love, because theres no other way I just ran up that little backend, it hit today Way, Way, Up Way, Way, Up Way, Way, Up Way, Way, Up
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