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[Intro]
(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon' be okay)
Ugh, ug-ugh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: Nettspend]
Bitch, I'm kicking down the door, get off your ass
And this bitch like too attached, I ain't even tap yet
And if we call the plug, boy we taking packs, packs, packs
Bitch, I'll beat you up, I'll make your bitch ass black (out, out)
She gon take these backshots until she black out
Bitch I'll gun you down, hoe, I got this TEC, TEC, TEC
Bitch I'm speeding, bitch I'm speeding like I'm Flash
Bitch, you into debt, boy [?] I'm richer than your dad
Boy, you smoking fent, bitch I'm popping percs, feeling right (yeah)
In the whip, going fast, fuck a light (y-yeah)
Told her hold on for a second, need some- need some head
Fuck 12, we still out here bustin' checks
Fuck that ball, boy I'm taking shot (Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
And I'm rich, put it on the map
I need all that lean, bitch I'm feeling sad (I'm feeling sad)
I can't drink, because that shit make me mad
Told my brother bust a right, we just caught him with his dad
In the function, bitch I'm booted up, I'm dancin- I'm dancin with my strap
And if the cops behind me, I'm gon flip the b-
Talking, bitch my money talking, talking, I don't talk for that shit
And this lil' hoe ain't tall enough, so I can't go for that shit

[Verse 2: Duwap Kaine]
Smokin' dope, copin'
Tired of being open
Niggas get personal just to wait to kick the door in (Go, go, go)
Just like the food yo bitch fix, you be folding
Pull this bankroll out, shawty like holy moly
Bitches wanna F-1, but I just wanna focus
Ghostbusters wanna hit the blunt, I just ghost it
Summertime, she wanna get wet, I get her soaking