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I
know
how
this
goes
She
a
freak
on
the
low
She
like
when
you
spend
it,
but
she
get
it
on
her
own
Y3
and
JPG,
shawty
love
her
designer
clothes
She
do
it
all
for
show
I'm
outside
tryna
get
it,
she
texting
me
that
she
miss
it
The
only
way
she
sanctioned
if
she
pull
up
with
her
sister
Tryna
put
that
on
my
mans
Had
to
get
up
in
my
bag
out
my
feelings
Ever
since
that
first
time
she
won't
let
no
one
else
hit
it
Monday
girl
running
up
in
Louis
Tuesday
her
pussy
dripping
on
Emilio
Pucci
Wednesday
it's
the
double
C,
and
thursday
she
gon'
repeat
Hair
done,
nails
done,
that
shawty
stay
on
fleek
Friday
she
gon'
hit
the
club
and
her
friends
linking
up
Saturday
she
pulling
up
on
us,
she
tryna
fuck
Sunday
it's
the
brunch,
trynna
forget
about
what
she
did
Mimosas
turn
her
to
a
munch,
she
gon'
eat
up
the
kid
I
know
how
this
goes
She
a
freak
on
the
low
She
like
when
you
spend
it,
but
she
get
it
on
her
own
Y3
and
JPG,
shawty
love
her
designer
clothes
She
do
it
all
for
show
She
gon'
whip
it
back
and
forth,
like
willow
I'm
tryna
lay
it
down,
ain't
tryna
talk,
no
pillow
Tryna
figure
me
out,
girl
this
ain't
no
riddle
Steppin'
at
my
own
pace,
bitch
keep
up
the
rhythm
She
in
love
with
marni
and
tega
lil'
shawty
different
I'm
in
love
with
trickin'
and
fuckin'
expensive
women
This
ain't
G.I.
Joe,
but
baby
I'm
on
a
mission
She
eat
me
up
so
sloppy,
then
she
clean
me
like
some
dishes
Balenciaga
boots,
got
me
standin'
on
my
business
Standin'
on
that
shit,
I
love
a
hood
bitch
from
the
trenches
She
know
that
she
got
it,
and
I
know
just
how
to
get
it
She
wanna
go
half,
but
I
got
it,
I
can't
split
it
Yall
know
how
it
go
She
a
freak
on
the
low
She
like
when
you
spend
it,
but
she
get
it
on
her
own
Y3
and
JPG,
shawty
love
her
designer
clothes
She
do
it
all
for
show
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