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Nathan Butts
Nathan Butts
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Sakii
Sakii
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Menoh
Menoh
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Tavoris Hollins
Tavoris Hollins
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Nathan Butts
Nathan Butts
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Sakii
Sakii
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Menoh
Menoh
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Beam
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Marcus Garcia
Marcus Garcia
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Alexander Wilson
Alexander Wilson
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Connor Carroll
Connor Carroll
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Lyrics

Yeah Oh I was late night swimming in that water with them gray wipes I was in Miami, out with Jade on the late night She tell me she got a man, I say, "fuck him", and that ain't right I was in Miami, out with Jade on the late night Ventin' 'bout my life, fiendin' for my life (yeah), fiendin' for my life (oh yeah) Ventin' 'bout my life (yeah), fiendin' for my life (yeah), fiendin' for my life Hate it when your friends gotta remind you I'm that nigga You held me down more than most of my niggas Pushin' my buttons, pullin' all of my high triggers You'll never know what you're meant to me (meant to me) Told you to give it time 'cause if it's us then it's meant to be Told you it's forever 'cause forever, you'll be a part of me Don't let the offset shit too quick, I feel like Cardi B All the times I answer when you're lonely Now I want my back against the wall, shit ain't never startled me You know I don't wanna be a dog, it's just a dog and me Heartbroken and scarred from all them bitches who been dogging me I still need revenge from all them bitches, it's been hard to sleep Oh baby, I'm just leanin' I was late night swimmin' in that water with them gray wipes I was in Miami out with Jade on the late night She tell me she got a man, I say, "Fuck him", and that ain't right I was in Miami out with Jade on the late night Ventin' 'bout my life, fiendin' for my life, fiendin' for my life Ventin' 'bout my life, fiendin' for my life, fiendin' for my life Hate it when your friends gotta remind you I'm that nigga You held me down more than most of my niggas Pushin' my buttons, pullin' all of my high triggers You'll never know what you're meant to me Back and forth, am I being right to you? Am I being right to you? I picked a side Oh, baby, tell me, is that pussy mine? I know you shared that shit with someone else, just bring it home (Bring that shit right to me) You know that it belongs to me 'Cause when I say fuck that nigga, girl, let's fuck that nigga 'Cause when I say fuck that nigga, girl, you sing along Mind going crazy on the heat Knowing that pussy too legit Rolling like you on the Rolling Stones Smoke 'cause you know that shit is strong Smoke 'cause you know you're on your own Smoke even though you know you wrong Why you bringing smoke when you know it's ozone to a happy home? Why you bringing smoke when it ain't smoke, baby, you should watch your tone Why you pickin' fights when I'm out in Paris with Ye? Baby, watch the throne (yeah) You and all your friends that I proved wrong and got shitted on (baby) Ain't that crazy? Ain't that crazy? (Yeah) Ain't that crazy?
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