Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,
Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box
You mother fucka claim you murder things
And i don't gotta talk about my feelings
Silicone bitches got the confidence
Chattering bring back other things
Can you see past your shiny clothes and feel your mind get dimmer,
So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner
She did things that were bad
When love comes callin', don’t look back
That going through some things
3m's on my new balance
And i'll make things creamy
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
While scheming on hits
Couldn't understand why things
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