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Girl, you look me in my eyes
and my heart beat up
you tryna throw me off
yeah, you thinking that it's fun
I'm fuckin' with your style
yeah, I'm thinking you the one
Cuz girl you on my mind
yeah, I think 'bout you a ton
I think I might be a high off of all that fucking love
you could be my wife and I'm feeling fucking stunned
your words is just like bullets and your love is like a gun
And baby you could shoot
I ain't ever gonna run
when you're running 'round my mind
I can never get enough
you lookin' hella fine, shit I'm feeling like a bum
we went on that date, yeah I'm feeling like I won
shit
You know when it rains
yeah, you always bring the sun
we just tryna vibe, ain't nobody gotta fuss
yeah, you bring me inner peace
shit, I'm feeling like a monk
yeah, you know I hit my goal
you my fuckin' slam dunk
yeah
Yeah
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You my fuckin' slam dunk
Yeah
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You my fuckin' slam dunk
(Lazzy)
Bro, I'm chillin' out
in my space, who the fuck is them?
feel it in my gut, cough it up
like it's fuckin' phlegm
Like, bitch you getting fried
since your ass look like an onion ring
I don't give a fuck
mothafucka
about what you think
Try to watch your mouth
'fore you test me, ain't my fuckin' twin
I don't give no fucks about your fuckin' friends
or your little trends
Up into my comments
bro, don't come again
you fuckin' hate me
you my fuckin' fan
they don't even want you, bruh
cuz bro, you not the man
I swear
I don't give a fuck
mothafucka
I don't care
I said that shit again
cuz I know lil bro is scared
you keep your fuckin' talkin' bro
nobody's even there
I'm always going up
bro you going down the stairs
You should take a seat
bro, I'm pulling up your chair
I hear you like that meat
yeah, you like medium rare
I'm looking for who asked you
I wonder fuckin' where
you lookin' like a clown
bro, you belong in a fair
Bro, I'm chillin' out
in my space, who the fuck is them?
feel it in my gut, cough it up
like it's fuckin' phlegm
Like, bitch you getting fried
since your ass look like an onion ring
I don't give a fuck
mothafucka
about what you think
Try to watch your mouth
'fore you test me, ain't my fuckin' twin
I don't give no fucks about your fuckin' friends
or your little trends
Up into my comments
bro, don't come again
you fuckin' hate me
you my fuckin' fan
they don't even want you, bruh
cuz bro, you not the man
I swear
I don't give a fuck
mothafucka
I don't care
I said that shit again
cuz I know lil bro is scared
you keep your fuckin' talkin' bro
nobody's even there
I'm always going up
bro you going down the stairs
You should take a seat
bro, I'm pulling up your chair
I hear you like that meat
yeah, you like medium rare
I'm looking for who asked you
I wonder fuckin' where
you lookin' like a clown
bro, you belong in a fair...
