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brodies he walk with limp
True hussle'er I walk wita dip should be a pimp the way I mack wita chic
Don't let me fuck bae I'ma call you a lyft jump in my car

lanes, so I'm in and out of traffic
All I wanna do is just vibe with a bad chic
Your girl want, me to give her balls like a bad pitch
You couldn't hit,

I'm at a party in Beverly Hills
What is fake and what is real
Everybody just wanna be famous
They all talking that same language now
Head down

Let me play my cards right 
Casino last night 
Had a flight the night before 
Had the baddest bitches by the pool 
Skinny dipping 
You see me I'm

around
Summer nights, summer chic, in a summer town

[Hook]
I come rumba rumba rumba
(Poppin' bottle after bottle)
We're going under under under
(No doubt

ain't cheap
But I feel it's right for me
And now I'm deep in Pink City
Where I'm alive and so is she
Out in the streets
All the women are chic
I'm on my

for relieving
Tell me why these thots keep catching feelings
I've been on the grind from early
Tryna be rich by the time I'm 30
Got a chic on my line

small for me, they don't have the gist
I glow in the front row as them yell
I exhale a sweet fragrance of Coco Chanel
I don't care what they have to tell

and kush is the only time I'm purping gee
I'll stick my dick in your chic's mouth perfectly
And i want it all fam half won't work for me
Andre agassi hustle

something (something)
We stuck in the loop of each other's life
Like we devoted or something
My heart missing you stole it or something
I'm the perfect

I'm a real Trench Baby for this shit
Real trench baby wit this shit
Trenches baby, fucking wit this hoe I met from Chic Fil A
Sidestroke, it was 4am

white wine without smudging your lipstick
I'm scared to come near you, you're shrouded by your usual clique
Chic, chic

You've got me riding
On a South

to bout to hit a lick
Dem some funny money chics
Didn’t we tell you last time
We bout that cabbage
Everything everything yo
But that average
Zipping in

Job pushed you over the ledge, you can't afford it
Risked his freedom and caught a charge
Now we gathered in this courtroom, reunited by loss
That's

by the end of the day
Let's go
Wanna see some snow
Feel the wind blow
Oh baby please

Alright
We'll party all night
The chics are so tight
Get on your

YEAH…MAN…UH HUH UH HUH
Feel kinda good man to be back, its kind of hot in here too
Definite most definite I breed excellence, definite most definite

where its at
This Blu sound shit crazy
I'm the best thing smoking
Leave em chest brains open
Niggas biting style, that's really wild
I got it by the mile

the chain on my neck?
Can't we rewind?
Dance in Chanel
Chic chic, let's spin round

Don't blame me
I've got nothing to show
It's freezing cold and
When I

And the fuck boys
backstabbers
And the rude chic's
Ones that stood by
Ain't do shit
And the toxic
And the filters
And the optics
With the judgement
Like I'm
Like

on breathe why you acting so asthmatic
I see you fiending
Jesus Christ I gave you all something to believe in
The pen God praise me like deacons
You weekday

Honda's get devoured
By the horse power
I get emotional and start
To reminisce about
My last chick
This green Passat of mine
I use to call her
The bride

know bitch I'm on my own uh
Act like you know bitch

Been around the world spitting barz now I'm back tho
They ain't wanna let me in I snuck through

Maga must pay
That shit na prayer point
Yahoo boys in the building 
All trynna make a point
They say na slavery cause am 
Everybody dey discuss am
Me

She bad she Thick
Lil emo chic
Said she dead inside
Don't call me no necrophile
Murder pussy Feel alive
She no virgin She just vibe
Slit on wrists