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[Chorus]
Bitch like Robin S, yeah, the way she show me love
And that Raf Simons on, yeah, I'm [?]
Damn, my shit is tight like a big head, small gloves (Small gloves)
Gold on my neck, yeah, that shit look like a school bus
Take that bitch to Dorset, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I know you hit her up, but she ignoring ya (Yeah, yeah)
And you broke, yeah, you said that about Kate, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she didn't text you back? Oh that's crazy, huh? (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
My bitch smart like Malcolm In The fucking Middle (Middle)
Dealing with the devil like I play the fucking fiddle (Fiddle)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I get these fucking tracks, aye, aye
I feel like a cool cat, aye, yeah
Flex on you like acrobat, aye
And they call me, but I want you back, aye, yeah
I don't drive a Hellcat, bitch, I need a Tesla
Ballin' on me, Bitcoin, sipping on that stellar (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel alone, shit, I can't really [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel like bloody, your boss sounds like [?] (Yeah, like [?])
(Yeah, like [?])
[Chorus]
Bitch like Robin S, yeah, the way she show me love
And that Raf Simons on, yeah, I'm [?]
Damn, my shit is tight like a big head, small gloves (Small gloves)
Gold on my neck, yeah, that shit look like a school bus
Take that bitch to Dorset, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I know you hit her up, but she ignoring ya (Yeah, yeah)
And you broke, yeah, you said that about Kate, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh she didn't text you back? Oh that's crazy, huh? (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
My bitch smart like Malcolm In The fucking Middle (Middle)
Dealing with the devil like I play the fucking fiddle (Fiddle)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I get these fucking tracks, aye, aye
I feel like a cool cat, aye, yeah
Flex on you like acrobat, aye
And they call me, but I want you back, aye, yeah
I don't drive a Hellcat, bitch, I need a Tesla
Ballin' on me, Bitcoin, sipping on that stellar (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel alone, shit, I can't really [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel like bloody, your boss sounds like [?]
A Dinner Reservation was written by fakemink.