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You know it's Nova on the beat Woah, aye, woah, aye Woah, woah, woah, aye Woah woah, woah, aye Woah, woah, aye 90's Stacy Dash, I need her Bougie bitch, that bitch told the gang, please don't speak to her You minor league G, speaking in a league wit' us Bitch mind your bee's knees, you ain't hit a stain with us Aye, tell that priest please, I'm a different demon Bitch take a breather, you gon' need one, I'm the one, boo You do the math, pop a half if you want to I'm going fast, I'ma crash 'cause I want to Bitch, it's a hot one on a sun and bitch ain't none new When everything look the same, where to run to? If I OD before we fuck, I'd love to haunt you That bitch'll drive herself insane 'cause I want to Aye, Mr Reaper, it ain't my time, what you want, dude? If you ain't pressin' me 'bout lying, bitch, that's on you I'm way out here, I'm buying lean, but I don't want to I might just take that nigga pint, he make the wrong move Please make me a believer, I need purp New addiction growing, now my knees hurt, freeze her Sneak another picture, bitch, I see ya, cheese bruh Talking 'bout obey, boy, this supreme, bro', where he from? In my glory stance, cameras flashin', she love it Niggas watching, boy, I'm 'bout that action, so cut it What are trues? These cargos are Palace, it's nothing On the road, just got back from Dallas, they love me That bitch said don't bring 'round Javon 'cause she fucked him I just bought a 40, gave it to Dee 'cause that's my guardian I can't show my face, I don't want them to see me Bet that bitch can't take it on, I'm faded, I'm so greedy (greedy)
Writer(s): Lucki Camel Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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