This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens
But then again got her period blood all up on my jeans
Got tired of running from the police
Wears his jeans below his knees
Brightened, like a diamond
If you ever feel alone and
Look, i just want to make you better
M.e.k. jeans true religion sweater
Wood, gold, platinum, diamond
Trying hard to speak and
Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again
Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain
Smoking khaled, my weed the best
Um, 'like a sailor' correct?
Champagne no chain no diamonds
Don’t you be holding back, your love
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