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Yea flexa, I f*ck her once dont text her
Tryn run my check up we hit necks so pull yo vest up
I hit once onto the next one, arp on top my dresser
Foriegn sh*t like I play dress up
Show no love but say im next up
Como es it talkin to me yuh
She jus wan f*ck no kiss n tell
This b*tch on me tryn give me hell
Gle gon burn up yea
Stuck up in my head
Up that fye ion aim at yo leg
Dont have that v know off yo pegs
B*h want me ion need no friends
What had changed wit me
Tryna stay winning
I got plays hit me!
Pop out to your city
He got racks I said oh really?
Throwin parties for your pity
I told cee come t-talk to me
Como es it talkin to me yuh
She jus wan f*ck no kiss n tell
This b*tch on me tryn give me hell
Gle gon burn up yea
Stuck up in my head
Up that fye ion aim at yo leg
Dont have that v know off yo pegs
B*h want me ion need no friends



Авторы: Flex Prod Julligeen



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