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[Chorus]
Yeah, but I'm gon', yeah (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I'm in NYC, and yeah, I'm posted with my brothers, huh
Rocking Purple jeans, I'm fuckin' on yo' baby mama
A—and this bitch so bad, I might take her to Benihana
I—I'm goin' gold outside, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
We gon' turn, lil' ho, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
I rock these clubs, but that don't mean that I don't miss my brothers (Go, go, go, go)
I rock these clubs but that don't mean that I don't miss my brothers (Go, yeah, I rock that show)
[Verse]
Yeah, and we goin', I can't tell you that
He made me mad, I just hit 'em with a fuckin' bat
She too attached, I'm tryna fuck but I ain't tell her that
I'm kinda sad I ain't call her back, but I been in my bag
What, yeah, but I been in my bag
Walk around, walk around, she thought she was—, mmm
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, but I'm gon', yeah (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I'm in NYC, and yeah, I'm posted with my brothers, huh
Rocking Purple jeans, I'm fuckin' on yo' baby mama
And this bitch so bad, I might take her to Benihana
I—I'm goin' gold outside, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
We gon' turn, lil' ho, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
I rock these clubs, but that don't mean that I don't miss my brothers (Go, go, go, go)
Yeah, but I'm gon', yeah (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I'm in NYC, and yeah, I'm posted with my brothers, huh
Rocking Purple jeans, I'm fuckin' on yo' baby mama
A—and this bitch so bad, I might take her to Benihana
I—I'm goin' gold outside, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
We gon' turn, lil' ho, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
I rock these clubs, but that don't mean that I don't miss my brothers (Go, go, go, go)
I rock these clubs but that don't mean that I don't miss my brothers (Go, yeah, I rock that show)
[Verse]
Yeah, and we goin', I can't tell you that
He made me mad, I just hit 'em with a fuckin' bat
She too attached, I'm tryna fuck but I ain't tell her that
I'm kinda sad I ain't call her back, but I been in my bag
What, yeah, but I been in my bag
Walk around, walk around, she thought she was—, mmm
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, but I'm gon', yeah (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
I'm in NYC, and yeah, I'm posted with my brothers, huh
Rocking Purple jeans, I'm fuckin' on yo' baby mama
And this bitch so bad, I might take her to Benihana
I—I'm goin' gold outside, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
We gon' turn, lil' ho, I'm tryna put on for my brothers
I rock these clubs, but that don't mean that I don't miss my brothers (Go, go, go, go)
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