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She pop a Xan and she smoke up I just wanna pour up, I just wanna slow up Said she goes to school, in her city, she a loner Baby, you can leave with me 'cause I love your persona' Yeah, she pop a Xan and she smoke up I just wanna pour up, I just wanna slow up Said she goes to school, in her city, she a loner Baby, you can leave with me 'cause I love your persona' Handgun in her purse, no, she ain't taking shit Bad bitch, she ain't ratchet, and she looking Heaven sent Yes, she is, yes, I'm is, cruising, feeling on her clit Wavy nigga with them bricks, it's still free Max B, you bitch I just flex, I just flex, on the bitch denying sex I don't stress, I don't stress, 'cause I know this bitch ain't shit Up in space, that's my place, I be there like everyday Smoking Kush straight to the face, darkest cup, I'm sipping grapes Bitch, I rock designer, ain't nowhere that you could find this Boy, I'm like a diamond, ain't no way you gonna outshine this Bitch, I'm Michael Jordan, run the whole damn lineup Thinking you can fuck with me? Nigga, get your rhymes up Niggas get the shine, before you know they time up I'ma keep on saying real shit 'til my time up Fuck everybody tryna doubt a nigga future I'ma get a hundred-K just for my jeweler She say she wanna sex, zeros on my check Derrick Rose of my set, let a young nigga flex She say she wanna sex, zeros on my check Derrick Rose of my set, let a young nigga flex She say she wanna sex, zeros on my check Derrick Rose of my set, let a young nigga flex She say she wanna sex, zeros on my check Derrick Rose of my set, let a young nigga flex She say she wanna sex, zeros on my check Derrick Rose of my set, let a young nigga flex She say she wanna sex, zeros on my check Derrick Rose of my set, let a young nigga flex
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