I'm ring winnin, my jeans different
Grab the scissors and saws and
And get it again and again
Bad hoes i'm seen with them
And kill yourself and your clique
No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep
And nasty remains and bones
And we crazy, homes
As deep as dawson's creek and shit
And some strawberries and some chocolate
She got me caught up in the moment
Social conditioning and
Girl i know you like that, you crazy
Living young and wild and free
And a fridge and some broccoli
If you ain't about money
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