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clou I'ma get it in off flex The free gon' eat 'til it's no more left From now on, better guard your chest 'Cause I'm on this shit like a full-court press All we ever do is keep it honest The way we kick shit like a cleft foot punted If you gon' fuck him, better get somethin' from us Your podcast, nigga, that's a fuckboy sonnet Dudes just talk to hear themselves talk Dudes just rap to hear themselves rap Like mmm-somethin'-somethin', dum-dadum-dum Got the will of a Will, you pop, you get slapped Fuck what it cost, this drip, I'm gon' floss Goin' damn near broke, it's all for the hoes Five missed calls, this bih on my balls Man, it's easy, she seen the check, I'm on go [Chorus: Vada Veli] Out all night, but wanna sleep on me You gon' have to chill with the FBE Every time I leave, you the FBI Sorry, baby, you are not that guy I just want a king with ambition, you a flex Ladies, he ain't check if you was home? It's a text I know that your ex probably feelin' every syllable You ain't givin' me the bare minimum, please
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