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I got baby bottles in my living room (in my living room) I've been sippin' on, she be sippin' too (sippin' too) She be trippin' on me, I be trippin' too (I be trippin' too) So I kicked that bitch out of my living room (living room) Now I'm on my own, got me in that mood (mood) Now I'm on my own and I'm missing you (mood) So I hit my side bitch (goddamn) Now I'm eating pussy like it's my bitch (real shit) I got what you want I got what you need Yeah, I got some weed Yeah, I got some lean I'll be with my team in a magazine She don't love me but she fuck with Lil Peep Makin' bitches scream Hummer limousines, twelve-hundred for my Jeans Keep that pussy clean I got what you want I got what you need Double up my cheese She got double D I got baby bottles in my living room (in my living room) I've been sippin' on, she be sippin' too (sippin' too) She be trippin' on me, I be trippin' too (I be trippin' too) So I kicked that bitch out of my living room (living room) Now I'm on my own, got me in that mood (mood) Now I'm on my own and I'm missing you (mood) So I hit my side bitch (goddamn) Now I'm eating pussy like it's my bitch (real shit) Ooh, girl, take away the pain with some shoes girl Every time she see me, she gon' choose, girl I'm ain't even geekin', I'm just rude, girl On my own planet, this a new world Cruel world but I'm on my own wave Fuck fame, fishin' with a switchblade I've been getting money and that make me misbehave My way is the highway, yeah I got baby bottles in my living room (in my living room) I've been sippin' on, she be sippin' too (sippin' too) She be trippin' on me, I be trippin' too (I be trippin' too) So I kicked that bitch out of my living room (living room) Now I'm on my own, got me in that mood (mood) Now I'm on my own and I'm missing you (mood) So I hit my side bitch (goddamn) Now I'm eating pussy like it's my bitch (real shit)
Writer(s): Rory Quigley, Gustav Ahr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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