Told You
Icy YC
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Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back I thought I told you Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah Hoe booty, she was Brazilian Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah Empty a clip, oh it's a mac I'on give a shit when these dumb bitches chat (Oh) (They) Switchin' up on you, even when you be familiar See me stuntin' now she want me to be her baby She tryna make me jealous, I'm busy turnin' tables She prolly fucking ten guys, got that thot label Thick ass wallet, filling my pockets Cash rainin' in, goin' up like a rocket Bags of designer, I'm out with the homies Me and my niggas, we all be rockin' it Y'all already know, we ain't here to mess around I see 'em tryna flex, these fakes tryna prove they live high like the clouds Girl you know why you're around You'd be lyin' if you said, it wasn't for the clout Wanna be with me just to show your friends That you living all high like the clouds Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back I thought I told you Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah Hoe booty, she was Brazilian Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah Empty a clip, oh it's a mac I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh) Got me a couple of bands, 3am, don't know where we gonna land Lemme get it on that, heard she don't got no mans It ain't gon' be a secret, it ain't like contraband Pull up with a .223 and show 'em what they're missing out on See me drive into the distance, see that I'm far gone Just give me a call if you wanna speak, give me a call It'll feel like a treat (Treat) Yo, what are they really doing I'm losing peace left and right, but I ain't Losing Don't give a second chance because they can't prove it My loyalty, it's no mystery of how I move yeah Got a room, let's go Got the whip, let's go I robbed your heart but you still let go I ain't trynna lose control, put in my heart and soul They switch up and it ain't my fault Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown Too wavy, drop-top outta town And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me First place they never really fucked with me In the end, they simply gon' swallow me Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me Steady killin' the demons inside of me Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown Too wavy, drop-top outta town And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me First place they never really fucked with me In the end, they simply gon' swallow me Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me Steady killin' demons inside of me Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back I thought I told you Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah Hoe booty, she was Brazilian Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah Empty a clip, oh it's a mac I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
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