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Okay! I just made a quick dub Got her lips done Diamonds bustin' out the eardrum Okay! Slipped I done dripped up From the hip up I don't care bout you fake Fucks fake, fucks fake, fucks fake, fuck I done came Up came, up came, up came, up Fuck you talkin' bout? (What) Okay! Hundreds blue sippin' rosé (Yeah yeah) Had to hit an upgrade switch to D'USSÉ Okay! Wrist watch on witchblade Skrrrt on the highway I got road rage (SKRRRRT) Hit it like it's croquet Cocaine shoes Pockets on a blues clues Nigga deuce deuce Pull your girl like a loose tooth I'm ruthless Condescending conscience Y'all fiends for complements All my ops failed Don't feel bad for them niggas I be the one damn this shit look like its Battleship nigga Said who's that boy runnin' shit then came back for them niggas I'm droppin' bars like tetris And all in your girl mentions On gang Okay! I just made a quick dub Got her lips done Diamonds bustin' out the ear drum Okay! Slipped I done dripped up From the hip up I don't care bout you fake Fucks fake, fucks fake, fucks fake, fuck I done came Up came, up came, up came, up Fuck you talkin' bout? (What) You fuckin' slut Peroxide how I'm in the cut Like a surgeon by the way I'm in her guts Made my cash double so you know I had to stunt Punch the clutch takin' off in a rush Goddamn On chief Shit ain't sweet Beat the beat Like I beat those cheeks Codeine seats my whip OD fye fye fye Red dot one sweep Hold up on gang Okay! I just made a quick dub Got her lips done Diamonds bustin' out the ear drum Okay! Slipped I done dripped up From the hip up I don't care bout you fake Fucks fake, fucks fake, fucks fake, fuck I done came Up came, up came, up came, up Fuck you talkin' bout? (What)
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