Lyrics

Audumar on the arm All the foreigns want foreigns Back on road Tryna make that money You can call it touring Made a million off this iPhone So she could never call Me boring I'm inside for tonight What's really on your mind I know your feelings been Deprived Yeah Keep a girl in disbelief Like why you steady watching me Watches come from brown n co And bracelets come from Tiffany Fuckin on a centerfold and it's ironic cause She don't eat meat But she eat me This V cost me 103 Like it came from Greg street Got goyard on my front seat You know I play for keeps You know I talk on beats You know she want to meet Louis forces on my feet She could never call me cheap How the hell he run the streets He can't pull up on receipts Can't een pull up where I be It's 5 guys if we beef She say she selfish And she ain't sharing me Chain on F1 clarity Retail therapy I know you heard of me I'm inside for tonight What's really on your mind I know your feelings been deprived Look at what you started Now I went anonymous Ima get it regardless You should make up With your father You got trust issues That make your legs loose I got the proof Yeah Shit i got the proof Yeah
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