I had to double that bitch like a two-time, I kept on laying it up
I'm on God time, keep a mace, nigga, I ain't K-in' it up
Uh, you was hatin' on me on the door, but it's mine, now
Get your face card up (Azure)
Uh, and I got your ho right now showin' her pussy on FaceTime, yeah (Uh)
And, I can't even fuck on your ho, that the sermon is too top lock (What?)
They ain't expect me to go up like this, they moms, they pops in shock
Bitch, try to hack my phone again, I'm callin' the cops
I'm just way too grown, way too swaggy to have opps (Oh)
Yeah, I clench my ego with that Holy Spirit juice
Rue Santana with the bands, man, you can have it too
First day out the crutch, I'm cookin' it up with secrets stu (Uh)
First day out the crutch, ain't no second chance, you threw, you threw (Uh)
Rue Santanny, ha, bitch, take off your panties, uh
If you not a pretty bitch, you won't understand me, ha
Slow and steady win the race, bitch, fuck a rammy, ha
LVL5, fuck-fuck, 5, double Tammy, huh
Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar
You don't like me, okay, cool, bitch, ha-ha-ha
I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya
You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias
Oh, Rue Santanny, ha, bitch, take off your panties, uh
If you not a pretty bitch, you won't understand me, ha
Slow and steady win the race, bitch, fuck a rammy, ha
LVL5, fuck-fuck, 5, double Tammy, huh
Tour bus booted up, ain't talking 'bout a Xanny bar
You don't like me, okay, cool, bitch, ha-ha-ha
I can teach you how to swag like Rue Santannya
You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias (Oh)
You a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias
You a, you a bad bitch, send me pictures of your tattias
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