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They tryna bet on me, she get it wet for me Losing my mind but I gotta keep my head on me These n***as fake, phony, Trackhawk race on E I'm in the A, but I’m f**kin' this ho from L.A., holy She want me to stay (Want me to stay) I got the bags, they filled up with cash I add in your face (I add in your face) And I'm in that Jag’ and I'm goin' fast Do you wanna race? (Do you wanna race?) You makin' me mad, I pull out a GAT And I'm finna spray (And I'm finna spray) Off of that molly and Adderall I think my sh*t gettin' laced (Laced) Off of that molly and Adderall I wanna talk if it's racks involved (Ooh, yeah) Playin’ that ho like it’s— (Ooh, yeah) Playin' that ho like it’s basketball (Ooh, yeah) Count up the money, I— (Ooh, yeah) Count up the money, I add it all (Yеah, let's go) They want a feat', I'ma— (Ooh, yеah) They want a feat’, I'ma tax 'em all (Ooh, yeah) Say that you 'bout it, you— (Say that you 'bout it, you—) Say that you 'bout it, you cappin', dawg Talk about killin' me (Talk about killin' me) You is a joke, I laugh it off Say you ain't feelin' me (Say you ain't feelin' me) I promise that I ain't mad at all I'm on a killstreak (I'm on a killstreak) Slide on your block, I'ma count it up They tryna bet on me, she get it wet for me Losing my mind but I gotta keep my head on me These n***as fake, phony, Trackhawk race on E I'm in the A, but I'm f**kin' this ho from L.A., holy She want me to stay (Want me to stay) I got the bags, they filled up with cash (Yeah, brr) I add in your face (I add in your face) And I'm in that Jag' and I'm goin' fast (Brr) Do you wanna race? (Do you wanna race?) You makin' me mad, I pull out that GAT And I'm finna spray (And I'm finna spray) Off of that molly and Adderall I think my sh*t gettin' laced (Laced) Why the f**k you got us fightin' this motherf**kin' case? I'm not 'posed to have this rod on me, but I refused to get faced First degree on my waist, my b*t*h a V-8, you don't wanna race I been sippin' all f**kin' day, I been noddin' off in outerspace, yeah I'm the highest in the room, I know you see it in my face (Yeah) Cross me once then it's over, I hate being sober My b*t*h drive a Range Rover, pour a lot of syrup in my soda (Soda) I just want her to come over, Italian leather on my sofa (Sofa) They tryna bet on me, she get it wet for me Losing my mind but I gotta keep my head on me These n***as fake, phony, Trackhawk race on E I'm in the A, but I'm f**kin' this ho from L.A., holy She want me to stay (Want me to stay) I got the bags, they filled up with cash I add in your face (I add in your face) And I'm in that Jag' and I'm goin' fast Do you wanna race? (Do you wanna race?) You makin' me mad, I pull out that GAT And I'm finna spray (And I'm finna spray) Off of that molly and Adderall I think my sh*t gettin' laced (Laced)
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