Jt: didn't get a gift for her
But ima be the feather
Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast
Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut
Top two in this bitch, you know what's up
Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase
Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
I'm gonna pick the world up
Well, um, there's a but
And now that i’m getting money
Im trapped and love is the only key,
Shit sun never came up
So i ain't giving a fuck
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