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If I told you I love you, I mean it
They letting me cook and I'm feeling conceited
And these niggas, they looking defeated
I get to the bag, cuz you know that I need it
She sent me a text, I don't read it
I go to her crib and I beat it
If my niggas ever did a crime
I'm telling the police, "I ain't even see it"

Whole lot of racks and I need it
A whole lot of bitches wanna fuck with the general
Go to her crib and she play with my genitals
I'm from New York where these niggas be federal
and I gotta knock, no I cannot be scared of you
Bitch, I'm top 5, but I'm not 2, 3, 4, or the 5
I pull up with sticks and I pull up with guys

If I told you I love you, I mean it
They letting me cook and I'm feeling conceited
And these niggas, they looking defeated
I get to the bag, cuz you know that I need it
She sent me a text, I don't read it
I go to her crib and I beat it
If my niggas ever did a crime
I'm telling the police, "I ain't even see it"

If I told you I love you, I mean it
They letting me cook and I'm feeling conceited
And these niggas, they looking defeated
I get to the bag, cuz you know that I need it
She sent me a text, I don't read it
I go to her crib and I beat it
If my niggas ever did a crime
I'm telling the police, "I ain't even see it"

I ain't even peep it
Don't give me no change at a store
You could keep it
Said this is my year, but these bitches be sleeping
She like parties, The Weeknd
You know, I be "Creepin'"
Bitches wanna fuck on the weekend
She saying she love me, not even a week in
Bitch I got money, my pockets increasing.
I just spent a rack, my pockets decreasing.

If I told you I love you, I mean it
They letting me cook and I'm feeling conceited
And these niggas, they looking defeated
I get to the bag, cuz you know that I need it
She sent me a text, I don't read it
I go to her crib and I beat it
If my niggas ever did a crime
I'm telling the police, "I ain't even see it"

If I told you I love you, I mean it
They letting me cook and I'm feeling conceited
And these niggas, they looking defeated
I get to the bag, cuz you know that I need it
She sent me a text, I don't read it
I go to her crib and I beat it
If my niggas ever did a crime
I'm telling the police, "I ain't even see it"