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[Intro] Them yeah' yeah’s over Mmm, yeah, uh Slime [Chorus] Bought my bitch a Birken bag but you cool up on they ass I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready I couldn’t get her out my head The way you fuck me make think that you the one I should be wit' I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch So I pop Perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop Perkys) Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's) Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah We high off codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off codeine) I pop X-y’s yeah, yeah Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan) Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah That’s that Blasian, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] I love that girl to death She did some shit that I can't let slide She know when we slide We be tearin’ up your set, no lie She know that I got that shit She want to get up wit' and hide She not that I don't tolerate no nigga (Boom, bow) Hit him with that fire Young rich nigga wit' a whole lotta critics But I can’t be mad wit' a lotta bitches (Let's go) Forty-thousand back in, spent soon as I get it (Oh, yeah, let's go) Everybody that talk don't know how I'm livin' (They don't know) I ain't got no bae, I ain't catchin' no feelin's (Yah) We ain't gotta be together for to make some millions (i know) She was just my friend and I wind up hittin' it (That's right) But outta me can't get no commitment (That's right) Fenti, Gucci, Louis (And Louis) Gucci, Balmain, Prada (And Prada) Bitch tryna test her luck (Her what?) Yeah, she want Balenciaga (Balenciaga) Dirt bike Supreme goggles (Go) Sellin' 'round booze bike rider (Huh) Young nigga totin' that choppa (Hrrrt) Amiri jeans I'm stylin' (Errrf) [Chorus] Bought my bitch a Birken bag but you cool up on they ass I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready I couldn't get her out my head The way you fuck me make think that you the one I should be wit' I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch So I pop Perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop Perkys) Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's) Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah We high off codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off codeine) I pop X-y's yeah, yeah Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan) Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah That's that Blasian, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Three or at times I gave her two I had five I was gon' take Yah-yah, what I do to you? What the fuck is it gon' take? Percocet's and off that drink I might learn another language Took a Xan, now I can't think And I'm not knowin' where my main one Bought my ex from the bottom Shawty tweakin', she don't know what she tryin' To keep it real, she don't know where she ridin' Society where them people be dyin' I'm in the nawf where my life on the line I'm wit' my niggas, everybody got iron Blasian, no, honey you fine We not together and she not even tryin' I made her a slime (Slatt) [Chorus] Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you cool up on they ass I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready I couldn't get her out my head The way you fuck me make think that you the one I should be wit' I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch So I pop Perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop Perkys) Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's) Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah We high off codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine) I pop X-y's yeah, yeah Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan) Shawty sassy, yeah, yeah That's that Blasian, yeah, yeah
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