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Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh He wan' play with me, then best believe, that we gon' wipe him clean Shine on Listerine, my neck on freeze, you best let 'em be Rick Owens the tee, I put Balenciaga my jeans Wannabe, y'all wanna be me, y'all my mini-me's 17, 17 bands, dropped on pints of lean Gasoline, they gassing him up, they tryna set a scene That bih need more of me, need more of me, bitch I'm her dopamine Dope fiеnd, she just noticed me, shе can't get over me Pouring codeine, I been overseas, you in the nose bleeds This a 10-speed, bitch wan' coax me, to get some Fendi I make her heart bleed, you can't hurt me, I'll leave 'em 10 feet Bitch don't tempt me, bitch I'm in the lead, you not een in the league Balenciaga, striker boots on me, shit like Italy Chrome Hearts, so much metal on me, bitch it's chivalry Tear parts, I might break this bitch, then break the industry Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh He wan' play with me, then best believe, that we gon' wipe him clean Shine on Listerine, my neck on freeze, you best let 'em be Rick Owens the tee, I put Balenciaga my jeans Wannabe, y'all wanna be me, y'all my mini-me's 17, 17 bands, dropped on pints of lean Gasoline, they gassing him up, they tryna set a scene That bih need more of me, need more of me, bitch I'm her dopamine Dopamine we burn like kerosene this ain't no mystery Wide body coupe this bih ride round inside an AMG Closet N.R.A this shit been lookin' like an armory Hoe gon' run through like a stampede Your whole IG Airbnb Your whole lifeline I make 'em bleed Let's agree to disagree, agree Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Writer(s): Luca Goad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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