Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this
And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english
Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?
Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge
I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches
You kiss that amethyst, and bet it's getting no better than this,
I'm about to call the police, this is getting extreme
My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream
You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique
If you listening tune in this getting way to deep,
Cause it's getting sub-zero in this bitch
But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch
And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches
Aside from that, i honestly don't think that you're getting this
Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this
Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis
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