Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace
Splattered his brains all over the place
And i just love your flashy ways
Driving my car to a foreign place
And i got them gold bottles, first place
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick
Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick
Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days
The corporations would never be in this place
Baby got that super bass
You are my favourite place
I ain't looking in her eyes but her face
Temperature rising i'm heating the place,
Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get
I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met
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