Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
(Yeah)
What do you do-
What do you do when I'm gone
I'm smoking pressure
I'm smoking gas to the bone
I'm tryna fuck on this bitch
After I win, I stay long
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Bustin' her back, yeah
Bustin' her back
Heard that's a fact, yeah
Heard that's a fact
Countin' up racks, yeah
You want a feat, imma tax
All I see black, yeah
Bitch, I'm addicted to crack
Need to step back, yeah
I think I'm getting attached
I'm in a track, yeah
Bitch, it be going too fast
I don't do lovin' at all
Cuz i know that shit won't last
I'm finna change up
Leave that shit in the past
(Oh, Oh)
(Past)
(Oh, Oh)
I be outside with my stick (I be outside with my stick, yuh)
I'm bluffin, I got on rick (Rick, I'm bluffin, I got on rick)
Bitch, I might bust out, I'm the top dog, coupé is all red (Bitch, I might bust out, top dog, coupé is all red)
And since you already lost, [?] (Slatt)
I'm prayin'
I'm tryna repent for all of my sins (Oh, Oh)
If he deluded, we gon' try him
We go for the win
I wish he would tell me to shoot
Then I just pretend
(Pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend, pretend)
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