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Hey, where's Rolo? Extendo clip, conversations be long Victoria's secret will never be known The industry niggas gon' make me a clone I ain't arguin', niggas, I'm off of my phone That's a few bands, it keep me a hundred We banishin' niggas, he sent to the summit Word due at twelve, he better submit Bitch food nasty, it fuck up my stomach She bad as shit, I go Is this nigga glitchin'? Fuck it Look at your cash, you payin' that back Stop flexin' your loan, that's not a flex Bitch had my name all in her texts With no contacts, it's hurtin' my chest When I blow up, I'm coppin' a 'Rari I'm bein' myself, you should be sorry Said he play ball, he not even startin' Lyin' to bitches, a nigga be fraud Extendo clip, conversations be long Victoria's secret will never be known The industry niggas gon' make me a clone I ain't arguin', niggas, I'm off of my phone That's a few bands, it keep me a hundred We banishin' niggas, he sent to the summit Word due at twelve, he better submit Bitch food nasty, it fuck up my stomach She bad as shit, I go
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