Fresh Out The Booth Future
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[Intro]
Hahahaha
[Hook]
Fuck up a check bitch I was sober
Feel like the devil on my shoulder
I slide some shit out like a cobra
Niggas get cold when I get colder
Fuck around and put a south on stick
I might spend a house on this bitch
Loving all these hoes man you tripping
I might take a beam it started hitting
[Verse]
I just popped up in a brand new ride
Behind this mixed with a bark [?]
Call me, I don't fuck with it [?]
I'm about to throw up bad bitch party
Hahahaha
[Hook]
Fuck up a check bitch I was sober
Feel like the devil on my shoulder
I slide some shit out like a cobra
Niggas get cold when I get colder
Fuck around and put a south on stick
I might spend a house on this bitch
Loving all these hoes man you tripping
I might take a beam it started hitting
[Verse]
I just popped up in a brand new ride
Behind this mixed with a bark [?]
Call me, I don't fuck with it [?]
I'm about to throw up bad bitch party
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