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Talk 2 me
you know we had to do it again bruh

2 me
2 me
2 me
2 me
2 me
2 me

what up
Hey lil mama whats your
Im wale but they call me
PRPS my eight's
uhh, switch my pace
No rims on my
Just tint hoe and endo
I a girl that think alot
Cause sex me is mental
That mental, that brain
my J and that thing loud
OG, I OD
my hoes but im low key
Its no were I be
bitch no police, fire wings
Dats piece thats how I be
im of me im so G
im carry out it
who are yall
N-gga I live it cant get in my
Cant get with my
Cant get my
I dont give five come get with my skrilla
Killa I cheese blazed
high as fuck and great
I I was out Atlanta
But God im outta space
no days off
And I aint got no
And I take these bitches out
I pyjama dates
them to some convo
and wine
and a condom break
If she dont fake I that p-ssy out
like it was outta

I get money then I'm gone a hard pill to swallow
I got money on my phone if you talkin a convo
Throwin hundreds then im gone you go to the places I go
(never)
when money calls I holla back
cause gettin to dough is all I know

I holla
I back
I holla
I back
I holla
I back
I holla
I back

huh,
She wanna be
I know that is bitch
but she wont leave me
look, she love me them poems
and them songs, in my
and im and she gone
But she gone
she say no and she say she on
n-gga f-ck
she open up we gone puff dat
ciroc where Puff at?
Never fall in dont cuff dat
y'all foreplay I punt that
4
more
more
more
more
more
more money to
Yeah you I'm gettin right
Bet they on my tonight
all my fly as shit
why your bitches of heights?
why these broads hear my call
rushing over runnin lights?
why try to see my flow
but they know dats sight
my Polo cost
and im dolo
f-ck friends, so all who know
I'm in so take a
my fit is sick as shit cant find these
you was out in 92?
rest in peace that DJ Am, Clark
Dats my f-ckin
go

[Roscoe
on the mental
my efforts
I go than mental
is more than redbull the window
he's
thats these hoes say
just Patron and
got these hoes, oops these cameras on rolling
from start until
they to do it all
I em US open
big money I fold it
it calls me I owe it
I dont car bout it
I hit the and blow it
my ever lasting
if you seen me, you would it
I money's all I know
I go, I'm Ford focused
I they mad I'm on
but thats too bad err sh-t
Im here to stay I my bags