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Gin$eng! Summrs, haha! As soon as she hop in the f*ckin' 4 door She wanna take a photo and show her bestfriend But that's a no-no When you ridin' with me, keep it on the low-low 'Cause I can't trust a soul, soul, no, no, oh, oh She say she want a bag She say she wanna hop in the car, it's very fast Very, very fast Hop right up in the McClaren, come in first, you come in last FN with scope, yeah, you know that imma blast She wanna make a movie, baby girl, what's up Baby, come and screw me, know you wanna do me That other nigga gay, yeah, that other nigga fruity When you with him, you smoke grams, when you with me, we smoke QPs Baby girl, you know you a cutie Cutie with a booty He all cap, yeah, that nigga cannot fool me I smoke gas, the gelato, yeah, the cookie, yeah Baby, go ahead and book me I smoke jetlag, I need that check fast Boy, you goin' out sad with your broke ass I'm f*ckin' your bitch so slow, she gave me slow ass In a f*ckin' coupe and it go fast Get that check fast, I'm in a Hellcat Yeah go and tell that, smokin' yo damn mid pack Bitch wanna f*ck, know I'm in it Bro come try your luck, this bitch got kick back So much kick on this bitch, blow your shit back Boy, you smokin' on that shit pack Aye, yeah, I'm smokin' on that gas pack As soon as she hop in the f*ckin' 4 door She wanna take a photo and show her bestfriend But that's a no-no When you ridin' with me, keep it on the low-low 'Cause I can't trust a soul, soul, no, no, oh, oh
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