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[Intro]
Uh, and my Mexican slime having K’s in
It’s a K with a light, imma flame ‘em
It’s a K with a light, and I’m raising
And I’m locked with my guys that I’m changing
And I’m changing my life, feel like [?]
Swear to God that my life at the same key—

[Chorus]
Text a lot of hoes and ion link none of ‘em (Maajins)
Said I want commitment with these hoes and I keep none of ‘em (Go on twin, Bandy the bad man)
This ho, she a dummy-dum
Me and lil’ Maaj’ got hunnid guns
I was lying, told this ho I get where this ho coming from
I be— I be lost as fuck
Do a drill, I send that snipe, I call up mud, he call me up
Told this ho, “This shit one night”, she suck my dick, she cough me up
Eternal love to xtsy*, that boy my mud, he box me up
I’m loving bands, you best believe it’s Uncle tryna call me up
[?], I ride with my pole (I ride with my po—)
Said she not a ho, but she gon’ go, go, go
Where my best friend go? I don’t even kno-o-ow
She do white like snow, she tryna blow her nose
Uh, made me some bands an arrangement
Uh, they got that man in they playlist
Uh, maybe she gay, she on gay shit
Uh, telling me she don’t even take dick
Uh, maybe Im fuckin with a satist
Uh, or maybe I’m muhfuckin’ racist
Uh, I got this ho stunned, she in stasis, made me a couple hun-duns when I make shit
Uh, look at lil’ Rex’s creation
Uh, I don’t got the time, or the patience
Uh, she all on my line, bae, be patient
Uh, I’m loving this vibe, she a Asian
Uh, lil’ Jamaican vibe, she look Cajun
Uh, and I get pretty fly on occasion
Uh, she said that her mouth a persuasion
Yuh, she tryn’ be my life 7 days in

[Verse]
Uh, and my Mexican slime having K’s in
It’s a K with a light, imma flame ‘em
It’s a K with a light, and I’m raising
And I’m locked with my guys that I’m changing
And I’m changing my life, feel like [?]
Swear to God that my life at the same key
Imma make this shit right, ain’t no make-shift
And I’m not 9-5, I can’t take shifts
And you niggas be lying, on that fake shit
Imma pull up and slime, on some [?] shit
You gon’ rat on your guys, on some fake shit
Imma hop on the flight, [?] shit
That boy talking to kids, on some Drake shit
I might cool with my ape, on some BAPE shit
I might chill in the crib, with like 8 guns
I might chill in the crib, with like 8 blicks

[Chorus]
Text a lot of hoes and ion link none of ‘em
Said I want commitment with these hoes and I keep none of ‘em
This ho, she a dummy-dum
Me and lil’ Maaj’ got hunnid guns
I was lying, told this ho I get where this ho coming from
I be— I be lost as fuck
Do a drill, I send that snipe, I call up mud, he call me up
Told this ho, “This shit one night”, she suck my dick, she cough me up
Eternal love to xtsy*, that boy my mud, he box me up
I’m loving bands, you best believe it’s Uncle tryna call me up
[?], I ride with my pole (I ride with my po—)
Said she not a ho, but she gon’ go, go, go
Where my best friend go? I don’t even kno-o-ow
She do white like snow, she tryna blow her nose
Uh, made me some bands [?]
Uh, they got that man in they playlist
Uh, maybe she gay, she on gay shit
Uh, telling me she don’t even take dick
Uh, [?]
Uh, or maybe I’m muhfuckin’ racist
Uh, I got this ho stunned, she in stasis, made me a couple hun-duns when I make shit
Uh, look at lil’ Rex’s creation
Uh, I don’t got the time, or the patience
Uh, she all on my line, bae, be patient
Uh, I’m loving this vibe, she a Asian
Uh, lil’ Jamaican vibe, she look Cajun
Uh, and I get pretty fly on occasion
Uh, she said that her mouth a persuasion
Yuh, she tryn’ be my life 7 days in