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Yeah, she said she needs some space, yeah Bitch, I'm running out of ways, yeah, ayy Off my mind I can't erase ya, yeah, ayy Bitch, I'm out in space, yeah, woah I can't feel my face, yeah We let it go to waste, yeah Shorty pull up to my place, yeah Bitch, I'm feeling great, yeah Popping all these pills, bitch I'm not finna wake up She told me she don't want another breakup She got that rare beauty, she don't need no makeup Baby girl you know that I cannot replace ya Ayy, yeah, why these people mad? Yeah All these hoes on me, I ain't know what to say, yeah This is off the top, off the brain, yeah Bitch already know I go insane, yeah I didn't wanna let go She put it all in her throat Bought her a Burberry coat She go wherever I go Shorty gon' cop that swag She got a Birkin bag Smoking all kinds of pack, yeah We don't flex, we brag Ayy, woah I was screamin' Dropped my demons Now we dreamin' Smoking that keef, no Chief Ball like Sosa, bitch Messi I'm on the pitch We just way too rich Yeah Messi the G.O.A.T, yeah Le meto el gol, yeah Jugamos fútbol, yeah Con mota y alcohol, uhh I hop on a boat, yeah Shoutout Lil Yachty Whippin' the Rari, uhh Respeto pa' Bali, yeah Poppin' the molly, yeah Fumando la mari Me voy pa' La Cali Todo el tiempo con la mente pensando en dinero Se me olvida que familia siempre va primero Voy tranquilo, no me estreso, yo hago lo que quiero Tengo hermanos que defiendo como el Kun Agüero Ayy, yeah, I'm going cray, yeah Bitch, you know I go insane, yeah, ayy Shoot them in the fucking brain, yeah With a sniper from a range, yeah