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Yeah
Bitch
you
need
to
catch
up
like
a
condiment
Swear
I
thought
you
was
the
one
with
your
fine
ass
Feelings
had
me
hit
sticked
like
a
lineman
Bitch
took
my
heart,
help
me
try
to
find
it
Can't
believe
you
really
thought
I
was
a
dumbass
Bitch
you're
gettin'
nowhere
with
your
lying
ass
You
ain't
going
nowhere,
better
run
fast
Thought
the
love
was
real
as
fuck
but
you
was
fraudulent
Nah
I
ain't
finna
run
it
back
once
Had
to
turn
back,
Benjamin
Button
Focus
on
the
bag,
niggas
gettin'
none
You
ain't
getting
no
love
bitch
you're
done
Big
boat,
double
R,
Miss
Puff
I
remember
you
was
asking
just
to
drive
it
Now
we're
sleeping
in
the
sky
flying
private
Had
the
room
ready
'fore
we
hit
the
lobby
Knew
I
put
too
much
trust
in
my
fellow
man
You
ain't
getting
too
far
being
transparent
Now
my
feelings
locked
up,
isolation
That
shit
opened
my
eyes
like
a
Mason
Type
shit
make
you
tap
in
with
the
Haitians
Type
shit
make
you
give
in
to
the
hate
man
Now
she
wanna
come
out,
make
a
statement
Best
look
out
for
ulterior
faces
And
my
money
only
got
blue
faces
Fuck
them
niggas,
all
they
do
is
hate
man
Told
my
twin
to
go
run
up
the
cake
man
Told
my
twin
let's
go
run
up
them
dollars
Had
me
thinking
she
the
one
and
only
I
do
this
for
my
father
and
mama
Out
the
way,
I
don't
do
well
with
drama
Too
much
drama
but
I
keep
it
cool
All
these
niggas
hating
all
on
you
Want
me
back
she
must
be
off
the
shrooms
Datboy
Tai
that
nigga
be
the
truth
I
be
the
littest
walking
in
the
room
Tell
that
bitch
I
don't
care
'bout
what
she
do
I'ma
do
me
and
baby
you
do
you,
aye
Bitch
you
need
to
catch
up
like
a
condiment
Swear
I
thought
you
was
the
one
with
your
fine
ass
Feelings
had
me
hit
sticked
like
a
lineman
Bitch
took
my
heart,
help
me
try
to
find
it
Can't
believe
you
really
thought
I
was
a
dumbass
Bitch
you're
gettin'
nowhere
with
your
lying
ass
You
ain't
going
nowhere,
better
run
fast
Thought
the
love
was
real
as
fuck
but
you
was
fraudulent
Nah
I
ain't
finna
run
it
back
once
Had
to
turn
back,
Benjamin
Button
Focus
on
the
bag,
niggas
gettin'
none
You
ain't
getting
no
love
bitch
you're
done
Big
boat,
double
R,
Miss
Puff
I
remember
you
was
asking
just
to
drive
it
Now
we're
sleeping
in
the
sky
flying
private
Had
the
room
ready
'fore
we
hit
the
lobby
Tell
me
what
was
gon'
be
the
alternative
I
was
finna
crash
out
but
I
seen
you
won't
worth
it
I'm
tryna
go
see
where
the
turn
is
I'd
probably
be
better
just
sitting
at
home
meditating
But
I'm
tryna
burn
shit
Like
how
can
you
love
then
throw
it
away,
that's
fake
I
could've
had
better
the
same
Now
I'm
purging,
but
that's
on
me
Just
like
Yella
Beezy
I
chuck
up
the
deuce,
she
get
loose
in
her
knees
So
she
get
to
begging
and
begging
and
pleading
Took
me
a
minute
but
bitch
now
I
see
it
I'm
feeling
way
better
now
They
mad
cause
we
up
now
And
I
ball,
made
a
touchdown
And
she
wonder
when
I
touch
down,
yeah
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