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Uh, I
I see the future just like Cleo
Lost on Mars

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She evil like a motherfucker, I'on even fuck her no more
I set the tone, thirty for thirty, they don't wanna compete no more
These bitch ass niggas be worried 'bout the wrong thing, better watch your ho
I'm smellin' like a whole pound, but bitch, I'm on
Goyard bag filled with two-hundred thou', could put you on
Money on your head, I put them on tees, homes
I been locked and loaded since I was a teen, homes
Hit the block, and score, lil' nigga, I don't believe in them hoes
Gun to yo' head, nigga, check the score, we done killed them hoes
Molly bustin' on me, elon Musk, I'm in SoHo, woah
Turned my jersey backwards, it say (shut up) schyeah: I'm official, ho
Put them zips inside that baby bag, tell that baby: Get off
Tell them folks to run the swag back, we need all of that
Five hundred in the trash bag, I need all of that

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Uh, runnin' to them M's, I don't give no fuck
And if you just like me, put your hands up
Uh, Tesla car got butterfly doors like, woah, woah
If a ho call ten times, I'm tellin' her: Hell no

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