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Lost Control
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Fish
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I done lost control (yeah) I done lost control She want me, but I can't let it go I woke up, I get some bands What a day, we on a roll I done fell in love with codeine Must be why I move so slow My b*t*h geeked up off the beam She don't even see no more Need my check like Nike These hoes pens, they sign me Got yo' b*t*h beside me Tryna be just like me She look at me like ice cream She want Chanel and fine things I can't leave the crib without a beam I got some Wok, I need a cream And I got so goddamn high, I brought my body up to the stars And I took a perky with yo' b*t*h and I'm gon' take her to Mars We go so fast, we don't have any need or room for a car Me and my n***as rich as hell, we just might buy out the bar And I'm h-a-r-d, hard, boy you don't want no war with my squad He pull up talking' all that hot sh*t, we put bombs in his car And we came from nothing, but we worked so goddamn hard We be stars Bullet tints be blue, flip his car ? scar (Ayy) I swear. these n***as be too broke, I'm not yo' enemy I'm quick to pull up, let the choppa sing like ? I told that b*t*h, don't ask for sh*t when I'm at Tiffany's These lil n***as broke, they sh*t be floating like a f**kin' meme I bought it off the lot, I'm off a two My b*t*h has to be super-sized I spend 20K, that's light Know I'ma ball on these n***as like Mike n***as keep crying, had to raise my price In love with your b*t*h, keep her face like Skype Can't stay with the b*t*h 'cause she not my type I'm pourin' all the time I can't let a hoe inside my mind You f**k with the gang, you cross a line Get up on the d**k, I told her "climb" Ayy, might go spend 10K just with my slimes I been gettin' all this cash, I swear I never need you All these hoes be made of lace, I swear to god they see-through Take a look inside my pockets, swear that sh*t the deep, blue Hunnid' clips, them bullets eat you I'm the sh*t, you smell this sh*t too Too much money honestly Perky turned to fighting me Boy, I'll shoot you if you eyein' me No calling' my phone, you ain't buying me
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