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Aye I pull up on the scene and I might take yo' lady I'm focused on the bag all these bitches don't faze me They tryna be like me ain't nobody can replace me Me and Artifex going fast in the mercedes Got a shawty in the backseat, yeah she off a xanny Oh is that your bitch, yeah she might need a plan b Pretty face, pretty waist, yeah she sweet like candy Switch lanes, AMG, moving like a ten speed Aye you should check yo lady cause she all in my dms Yeah she a lil' hoe sending pictures on the gram Yeah she a lil' freak cause she taking off her pants But I dont really like her so I moved on to her friend Like woah, you can't do like it me Step onto the scene with them nikes on my feet, yeah Fit too cold yeah you might feel the breeze I been making all these hits now these bitches know me, like sheesh Got raf simons on my feet lil' thot check my steez Yeah my neck so cold you might even feel a breeze Tryna make that shawty mine but she playing like a WII Got her laying in my sheets but I know that she a fiend I be Ballin like MJ and Pippen Couple thousand plays on spotify and now them bitches trippin' I be counting up them digits, aye lil' bitch give me a minute Make my way to the top I don't think about quitting Aye I pull up on the scene and I might take yo' lady I'm focused on the bag all these bitches don't faze me They tryna be like me ain't nobody can replace me Me and Artifex going fast in the mercedes Got a shawty in the backseat, yeah she off a xanny Oh is that your bitch, yeah she might need a plan b Pretty face, pretty waist, yeah she sweet like candy Switch lanes, AMG, moving like a ten speed
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