[Intro]
Ooh-ooh

[Verse 1; Desire]]
Still pouring up fours, [?]
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I'm like, who the fuck is this, bro?
My wrist on froze
Still hanging with the niggas
That be kicking in your door, yeah
Shooting from the timeline, check my meter
I'ma send that bitch home, I ain't gotta keep her
I'ma pull up in sum that's gon' sweep ya
And I'm clutchin' that ffff, so sick of her
That bitch pass me the gas, I need a reefer
I'ma flex on his ass til' he get the picture
Catch him out in public, I can't wait to blick ya
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Hella horses when I fuckin' pull up
Got that money out, then I started fuckin' it up
Seen a bitch and she was startin' it up
Girl stop playin', let me get in them guts
Try to rob, bullets cuttin' him up
Hate the bitches that be settin' you up
They don't wanna see a nigga up
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