asphalt tropes

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[Intro]
(I'll see you in another life, yeah?)
(This song is fucking—)

[Chorus]
Yeah, shawty got me tweakin' off the bath salt
Yeah, leave his body leakin' on the asphalt
You can whisper in my ear if it's that bad stuff
I can't even talk, but I can't (Ahh)
You can't even talk down
Is she with us right now?
What money you talk about?
That just looks like my accounts
I know that you tweakin'
We hang out on the weekend
Ha, he mad, he seething
Yeah, I ain't gonna greet him

[Verse 1]
Can't fuck with that boy, no, no, no more
You're the king of biting, yeah, your ass a cobra
I would go, but my ass too busy to go up
Go up, throw up, he can see me at once
Can't fuck with that boy, ah, he gonna be mad
This ain't Call of Duty, real life, I'm gonna teabag
Yeah, you ain't listening, yеah, you just be sad
Your ass is so boring, what is that? Can I see that?

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