Your boyfriend broke
I spent $10,000 on a Louis V coat
Wore that bitch right out the store
Let that boy talk then my shooter come right out the scope
I get to walkin' my bitch get to throwing them flowers
Them hoes land right at my toes
I get to walkin' inside of the party
My chain, it shine like the light on the phone
None of my hoes gon' bop
I'ma take 60 and the bitch take 40 off top
Drops with the scammers if a nigga try to zone me I'm taking out the 40 and I'm blowing your block
Keep this one thing clear:
When I walk through, bitches love my hair
How I sold rock, my money is ???
I hop in that 'Bach and I'm movin' unfair
Ayy, goin' out to Starlets
I musta fucked every bitch in there
Bartender spinnin' that bitch like a nigga was bar spinnin'
All in her hip, tell a bitch gotta sharp with it, ayy
And Skat skate, I'm 'bout to zoom on Jake
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