It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings
Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics
Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics
My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
The fabrics of the universe is unknowing
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
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