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I got hoes on my telephone
Waitin' for my response
But my store, they try to destroy
Push them out the door
Papa knows 'bout my skill and hoes
Taxes on my throat
Then I'm safe
Afraid not to be afraid anymore
She not weird, she knows what I did
With my favourite bitch
Tried to switch from singing this beat
From riding the bass
I do shows, but after my ends
My head's in a spin
And you talkin' to me
Waitin' for my response
But my store, they try to destroy
Push them out the door
Papa knows 'bout my skill and hoes
Taxes on my throat
Then I'm safe
Afraid not to be afraid anymore
She not weird, she knows what I did
With my favourite bitch
Tried to switch from singing this beat
From riding the bass
I do shows, but after my ends
My head's in a spin
And you talkin' to me
Like I should know who the fuck you is
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
I do biz, hamdullah the skills
Got a lawyer, she ain't thinkin' fizz
She my friend, though she overseas
Sometimes I wish she could allege against my sins
I got fucked up on the plane 'fore I signed up
That's the fourth flight in the week, fuck your time zone
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
I do biz, hamdullah the skills
Got a lawyer, she ain't thinkin' fizz
She my friend, though she overseas
Sometimes I wish she could allege against my sins
I got fucked up on the plane 'fore I signed up
That's the fourth flight in the week, fuck your time zone
It's a fist fight, gotta flip minds, get our aims high
It's a mm-mm-mm if the bitch bad
Pick the BNB, I made all the hits
Produce all my shit but not suckin' up red
Has to play the guitar to attract them bitches
Think I lost my touch with all the THC, that's what
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
It's a mm-mm-mm if the bitch bad
Pick the BNB, I made all the hits
Produce all my shit but not suckin' up red
Has to play the guitar to attract them bitches
Think I lost my touch with all the THC, that's what
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
And I swing well, woke up in a hotel
It's six-stars and I bring my six friends
Black and white girls, it gon' be a great plan
And our song like I'm the fuckin' Weeknd
Shawty look at no more than my name
Got a lotta sweet bitches these days
Got a pretty face but too many friends
Gettin' many hoes
In her place, she gon' let me in
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
You remind me of something
I don't know, but something
Should or shouldn't? Something
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
Fucked up my brain, they don't understand
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