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It's Swan M1 On the Beat I got to load up my proxy, why?, 'caus Ahh, look I got no-one I can trust, I see through the lust, that ain't real love She said that love is a drug, I just wan' f*ck 'cause I ain't no piss-head I scammed one girl for a O2 plan, got a CCG, now she's tellin' her man Talkin' about startin' a business, in reality bro you got no plan I need a bad one like Kenzo B You don't scam you refund g I ain't into that star sign sh*t But make sure it's linked to a Gemini please Had this one ting down to her knees These ain't fours these Jordan 3's First and third I need that please LRR my PGP +44 spam, that could never be me No weren't me that sent that text Late night trips for the BTC Me and my ski runnin' up off next I told this bad B "I don't want sex," "Can you go in the bank and cash this check," Catch me in my Nike tech On the property that I don't need to flex She want a day in the life with Tankz And the Vue ting has linked up with Poku Banks Cash plus is the only exception, True said, I don't like these online banks My cougar done the one-two scan She give me racks, gotta firm that jeetin' I just want head then I'm leavin' Pension gone now your grandmas grieving Same way that he cleans his p's, same way that he cleans his shank I felt like a BTEC driller when I slipped inside But without no latex, swing me a Amex I got to load up my proxy, why?, 'cause the BBC tried dox me Most of my old tings can't shot me, why? 'cause they got nothin' to offer but box g This one ting rude and dead so I kept it low from the skis Could never be me This one ting thought I was famous 'cause she saw me on BBC Work I square, I don't want Santander just swing me a revver or BK I spent 5k of my b-day, two white girls on me on the freeway Rest in peace to five-one-five (Look back and I miss those days) Rest in peace to four-six-five (Look back and I miss those days) Rest in peace to U.T.R, for that man I copped my plane I sold two-two and I still get paid If the job falls through, then I still feel pain Rest in peace to five-one-five Rest in peace to four-six-five Rest in peace to U.T.R, for that man I copped my plane I sold two-two and I still get paid If the job falls through, then I still feel pain
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