(You're crazy, Amri)

For sure, for sure, yeah

Yeah, for sure, for sure, yeah

For sure, for sure

I don't have to think, I know you do that for show

You don't even think, you just do that shit for show

You do that for hoes, I only do that for bros, mm

White dress, six size, I hear cuts do that for love

Tap on gold and silver, get that head for throw

Young **** never fuck, dress up, they just get that fuckin' tech and go (pew)

I don't wanna stay, just get that check and deal

You nasty, bitch, I count the green, you put green to your lips

Always put her man in hell, I believe the bad **** ain't fair

And you say she red, block, always pulled up to your square

And I swear your love's in a dare, maybe my eyesight's impaired

Testify right in your lair

The woman's bitch on her face, but it got all over her hair

Find God in a woman's hair, thought demons go in the air

They're alive in a grizzly bear, you won't rely on a zipper, you dare

Your booty so fat, it's a hippo in hair, if you was a top dog, I wouldn't care

You get in this hot bar, I wouldn't blare, all the songs speak, dumbass, guess they ain't hear it

She a fat bitch, X-Fil popped a flare, bitch, one of your **** tryna cop my chair

She plain jump, hop up like a Harry, ooh-ah, ooh-ah

Don't pop out like I'm curious, ooh-ah, ooh-ooh-ah

Took off like I'm furious, are you just a whore?

So I can't take you serious, no, just take the sword

That dickhead, that bitch delirious, I could bust you up

Hold on, give your ass a stimulus

I'ma hit that airplane mode, I ain't tryna hurt a bitch, mm-mm

For sure, for sure, yeah, yeah

For sure, for sure, yeah, for sure, for sure

I don't have to think, I know you do that for show

You don't even think, you just do that shit for show

You do that for hoes, I don't need you there for bros, mm

My dress suit size, our hair cut through that for low, mm-hm

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