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She want to come to the telly she want to fly She want to live a little She want to party, private island Want to be more than friends she bringing all her friends All her friends Want to feel live again She wanna, we outside Fuck it lets get her outside Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4 Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4-1-1 Blow up the spot Blow up the spot Her too, her too, her too, her too Come on, her too, come on Yeah Im rolling, Im rolling, Im rolling Im rolling, Im rolling, Im rolling Oh yeah Rolling im rolling I don't fly commercials This shit just went straight to the head I'm in LA two sticks with my led And my young niggas ready to crash I crack the seal of that dirty diana She told me she ready to smash Twenty nineteen I was fucked up about tour I told all my brothers let's go get this cash Twenty two three I just bust down my bitch a new business She got her own bag Foreign outside I just got out of service Strawberry guts on the dash Its her and her friends in the back They know when they coming back Feel like a thief in the night The hideaway spot it look nice Can tell she a freak by her sign She told me don't open the blinds The tatt on her neck it says "Ryan" The carti is two thousand five Dont feed him but keep him alive She say she with friends what's the vibe Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4 Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4-1-1 Blow up the spot Blow up the spot Her too, her too, her too, her too Come on, her too, come on Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4 Give her the 4-1-1 Give her the 4-1-1 Blow up the spot Blow up the spot Her too, her too, her too, her too Come on, her too, come on She want to come to the telly she want to fly She want to live a little She want to party, private island Want to be more than friends she bringing all her friends All her friends Want to feel live again She wanna, we outside Fuck it lets get her outside