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She fiending (She fiending)
She fiending, woo!
Ooh, woo, woo!
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
We turned her to a check
I know it
We turned her to a check
I know it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
I got Longway in my kitchen
'Cause I know that trap booming
Call up Super Chef
Because he know how to cook it
That codeine and the Cookie
Got your bitch going stupid
We got that Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus
Making a movie
You know they say I'm broke now
But I still buy what I want
These ain't no Robin jeans baby girl
These St. Laurent!
It make me dab when I walk
I'm going Jake Gyllenhaal
And that's that southpaw for you pussy ****
Thinking I'm soft
I'm just serving pimping to you bitches, ugh
Pitching knowledge to these ****, ugh
Fendi collar in the winter, burr
Give it to 'em then I hit it, boom
I'm the father figure in your picture, ****
Fucking mamas and fuck sisters
Fucking Asians and white girls
I don't give a fuck if they were fucking sisters
That bitch you used to
James
Served her
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
We turned her to a check
I know it
We turned her to a check
I know it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
Fucking with the Super Chef
I turn your girl to super fiend
She wanna ride around in Range Rovers
Mercedes, Bim'
I had to slow it down, I turning out
On every scene
She be calling me and every night
It ring ring
Damn, and I be skating on 'em, too
Deuce-five for a young ****, too
Pouring 4's, pouring 4's in my Cadillac
I don't ride no Cadillac unless it's Uber Escalade
'Cause I don't drive no more
I fly in a plane
I got time no more
I do not talk to lames
Cooking in the kitchen
With blueberry biscuits
Young **** is on a roll
I shoulda made the honor roll
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
We turned her to a check
I know it
We turned her to a check
I know it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
Got your bitch sneaking and geeking
Now your bitch can't shake the monkey
Turned your bitch into a junkie
On the Xanny bars unconscious
High-top stars on me, Givenchy
Backwood on Backwood I smoke, got the munchies
That lil' bitch you fucking, I served her a onion
Filled in with Trinidad, Ilovemakonnen
The blue Benjamin, she come running for money
I see that bitch fiending through my new CavallI's
I think I'm Junior she used to be Hottie
Got your bitch still running 'round in the lobby
I bagged up in parking lots in the 'Rari
My trap going on Monday, Tuesday through Friday
Fuck up the lot in a brand new Bugatti
These bitches be thinking Longway illuminati
Trinidad, gold all on my body
President Rollie flooded out with molly
Got you bitch rolling, getting geeked up at college
Slanted my low low game, now my Denalis
I claustrophobic them bands in the closet
I cook a 4 for you, leave a deposit
Dressing like Jessica, she looked obnoxious
Everything kosher, keep geeking in private
Longway, bitch!
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
That bitch you used to fuck
We served her
We turned her to a check
I know it
We turned her to a check
I know it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
She fiending
I can see it
She fiending
I can feel it
Written by: William Suddarth
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