Marilyn Monroe

(YUNG PUNK)
With  my girl
She  like Marilyn Monroe
Making my bread
With all of this dough
Look  down at my wrist
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Look down at my wrist
See  all of the stones
All these little thotties
Be hitting up my phone
Cuts will leave me dripping
Like  an ice cream cone
Getting all this grass
Like a garden gnome
Flexing goodwill fit
You kno how it all goes

(GOYARD SAD BOI)
You know how it goes
I said let me know
Dripping from these stones
Like im thanos bro
I might crash the whip
Balmain on my dick
I might take my xans
I flex when I can
Don't hit me up I won't call back
Get the fuck up off my phone ya
Don't even know why I love you
Girl I shouldn't even trust you
Gave you my heart that was fucked up
Now you give me all these drugs ya
Im with the gang an you sad bruh
Sad boi take over all summer

(nogood)
Got a good girl I don't fuck with hoes
Your all basic an im going ghost
I can never cope, three grams in my lemon scone
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Dripping like an ice tray on the stove
Shawty do the most, shawty do the most
Blacked out in black fit, don't hit my phone
I can never cope, three grams in my lemon scone