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Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Yeah she wearin′ Prada, and her skin be Fenty
I've been sippin′ on some Remy
Locked her up, Buscemi
Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Started in the livin' room
Fuckin' wit′ me ′till we get it, yeah my shawty bad
Gimme space 'cause she know I gotta get a bag
Shawty trendy she be lookin′ like a star though
Round 2 happened in the car though

Loaded out
Had a couple issues but you really hold me down
You carry you like LeBron though, sort it out
There ain't no way I be foldin′ now, call it out
Poker face, queen shit, you what I need to win this hand baby
Smokin' through hundred grams while my feet up in the sand baby
What′s up with your man lately?
Funny how he treat you, best believe that man crazy
I can treat you better, wit' the real you learn today
What you did in years schemin' wit the fake
Got you chasin′ dreams like I′m sellin' fame
You wanna change, wrapped around you like it′s cellophane
Baby girl want the pinky ring, and to hold the chain
You promised me you wouldn't ever go though
OT 40′s on the stove though
Brodie whippin' on the road though
Lil shawty couldn′t go though
Weigh me out
Tell me somthin' bout the way you use to show me out
But baby now you wanna go right though and show it out?
Baby girl, well come right through, her hair I'm gon′ blow it out
Or baby put somethin′ in her nose now

Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Yeah she wearin' Prada, and her skin be Fenty
I′ve been sippin' on some Remy
Locked her up, Buscemi
Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Started in the livin′ room
Fuckin' wit′ me 'till we get it, yeah my shawty bad
Gimme space 'cause she know I gotta get a bag
Shawty trendy she be lookin′ like a star though
Round 2 happened in the car though

Your man got a perm tryna look like me
And your girl wanna link, get a turn wit′ me
Know respect ain't given it be earned by me
Finna ball in this bitch like the young Kyrie
Now get that Louis bag
Feel like Jonah Hill cause my bitch she be super bad
Blowin′ trees watchin' the city, fell in love with that
Looking at the sun at 6am and you would laugh
This that trendy love it ain′t a fad

Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Yeah she wearin' Prada, and her skin be Fenty
I′ve been sippin' on some Remy
Locked her up, Buscemi
Yeah she wrapped around me, like that bitch is trendy
Started in the livin' room
Fuckin′ wit′ me 'till we get it, yeah my shawty bad
Gimme space ′cause she know I gotta get a bag
Shawty trendy she be lookin' like a star though
Round 2 happened in the car though