Fukit
Yeat
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F*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), f*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), yeah, f*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), yeah, f*ck it (yeah) I just pulled up on this bitch, uh, all my diamonds dance I'm in fashion week, lil' bitch (oh, whoa), out in France Already said my money twerkin', watch my money dance (ooh) Why I keep takin' X? (Why?) Ecstasy, I know it's not the best for me (yeah) Her sex for me, I know it's not the best for me (yeah) I just went and put the fuckin' top down You could say that I was down, but we up now Just pulled up on they ass (yeah), I just brought the gas (ooh) Heard that Jeep was Jeeper Creepers, heard it's two hundred on the dash Bitch pulled up, I gave her the skeeters, call my Uber then I dash (yeah) And I like this not at all and I know that for a fact Yeah, rockin' CDG but it's Homme Plus (yeah) Mix the Issey Miyake jeans with the Chrome Hearts, yeah I ain't sad, just got a cold heart, f*ck it That's that me against the world part F*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), f*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), yeah, f*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), yeah, f*ck it (yeah) They said, "How you got so rich?" "How'd you get your pockets mad fatter than my bitch?" (Yeah) Yeah, I got off my ass, got a bag, don't talk a lot I just went and bought the new coupe, I don't brag, I boast a lot Why you pickin' sides with the bitches, then sides with a snitch? I can't stand the cap, you ain't did the shit you said you did I had your bitch pull up and get silly, bent over That pussy so good, got me beatin' over and over Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got some racks on a yacht Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got some racks, got some thots Got the Richard Mille baguette and it's wetter than a twat I ain't try that one time, I ain't give it all I got F*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), f*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), yeah, f*ck it (yeah), uh I said (yeah), yeah, f*ck it (yeah) I just pulled up on this bitch, uh, all my diamonds dance I'm in fashion week, lil' bitch (oh, whoa), out in France Already said my money twerkin', watch my money dance (ooh) Why I keep takin' X?
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