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Hear 'em talking shit I take both of 'em Your exes on my dick I take both of 'em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em From the corner to fame and fortune Yeah, I see both of em Tallahassee and Calabasas Got cribs in both of em Did this shit all on my own so I don't owe nothing Call Rihanna and Ariana Yeah, I know both of em Got two phones like I'm Kevin Gates I give bitches both numbers Just like Buddens and Charlemagnes No one cares 'bout both of em It's a hundred degrees out on my wrist It's a cold summer It's a hundred degrees out on my wrist It's a cold summer Hear 'em talking shit I take both of 'em Your exes on my dick I take both of 'em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em Both of em, both Both of em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em Chevy candy coated And the matte floorin' Lil baby, cherry red And the other golden Everybody on my Gram since I went public Don't be callin' me fam No we not cousins Find her with my body guard No I don't tote nothing I ain't snitchin' to the troll No, I don't know nothin' Took the number one spot They act like I done stole something Ugly and you washed up Yeah, bitch, you both of em (Bitch, you both of em) Hear 'em talking shit I take both of 'em Your exes on my dick I take both of 'em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em Both of em, both Both of em Bentley truck, Panamera I own both of 'em Young and rich in the mirror I see both of 'em
Writer(s): Gamal Lewis, Danielle Bregoli, Brittany Chikyra Barber, James William Lavigne, Irvin Devine Whitlow, Montre Edmonds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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