Burberry Muffin

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I don't need a spark, I'm too lit for this shit
You live to be broke, bitch, I'll die to get rich
I hit it for free, you invited that bitch
I don't gotta stop, cause I'll die for this shit
Tryna put pen to the words, I
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Tryna put pen to the words, I done spilled all my ink
Now these niggas can't see how I move
Tryna put him over her, not the moves
So I wrote down a list and repeated the rules
That nigga love to get jiggy, but my bitch got moves
So I know he not stealing her groove
Ayy, ayy, how many
Ayy, how many
Ayy, yeah, you even have my location
Don't give me that bullshit, you know you gon' f*ck up my mood
I can't forgive it, honestly, roll me a
Honestly, roll me a blunt, I'll forget it
Ayy, honestly, roll me a blunt, I forget it
You mad at me, I'm the one that don't do it
I'm mad at you, you the one who gon' do it
Look in my eye, bitch, I really don't trust it
Burberry muffins on Burberry muffins on Burberry
Yeah, trapped out the kitchen, put bricks in the oven
I done seen bitches put tongue on they niggas
Then go get some dick from his friend like it's nothing
That's why I tell him, go get you some money
Money don't lie like these bitches, it's funny
Back I was broke, I was dressing too bummy
Now that I'm rich, I still dress like a bummy
Now I got money, the bitches say yummy
She eat my dick like a margiela gummy
Yeah, yeah, ayy
I tell a lie to a bitch like it's nothing
I tell a lie to a bitch like it's nothing
Yeah, ayy
Stop all that crying and making assumptions
Bitch, bitch
You didn't cry shaking ass in the function
You didn't cry when I cheated
I took all the dick that I had and gave it to your cousin
Damn, I'm still sorry for that
But I'll never tell you that I'm sorry for that
There's no need to apologize over a bitch
Why cry for a bitch who not getting you rich
Just think about it
I've been grinding so hard I lose sleep about it
I just pop me an X, roll in peace about it
I got bitches who got on they knees about it
I keep smoking til I just can't think about it
I'm a G about it
Yeah, I got a thousand I don't talk about it
But I flex about it
You a talker talker
You don't walk about it
I'm a villain, nigga I just plot about it
I just sit, smoke, and think about it
If it's about some money then who you gon' be about it
Who you gon' be about it
I don't need a spark, I'm too lit for this shit
You live to be broke, bitch I'll die for this shit
I hit it for free, you invited the bitch
I don't gotta stop cause I'll die for this shit
Die for this shit
Give a spark, I'm too lit

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