First things first, i need you to forgive
The youngest of my mother kids
You dont owe me, now here we go go, go
Where they find me, 16 on death row
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
We dont fuck with generic
Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys
If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice
Dont give a fuck like what we need feelings for,
Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor
Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow
You dont owe me, now here we go go, go
We dont even fuck with what you bring
Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping
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