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Yeee!
Ha
Aah

Aaa
(I just got a big bag
But I'm boutta work more)
Yun Seventeen
Ugh, Forreal

I just got a big bag
But I'm boutta work more
Yeah, I really
Wasn't shit
Now i I'm really worth more
So many groupies
Hit my phone up
I should make a group call
And I really do this
7 days a week 2 4

Aaah, r u down for real?
I just hit my plug up
'I want everything'
He like: 'For real??'
And I told 'em to
Back off of me
They still up in my grill
Fucking bitches
Then I tell 'em straight up
'Iongivvafavk how u feel.'

Yeah
She get really
Fucking busy
On the dancefloor
She get really
Fucking busy
To my song
And if I don't call her back
She gon' fucking holla back
Yeeeeah!
And I just went
And did this shit again tho
I really had to do it to 'em
I really had to
Do it to them
I startеd getting rich
When I stopped giving a fuck
I'm tryna еxit orbit and
I'm tryna get starstruck
They was talking
Mad shit about me
Talking mad shit
They was talking
Mad shit about me
Talking mad shit
I'm sorry lil mama
I just had to
Move a brick
And I didn't give her dick
And now she
Calling me a prick
Fucking bamboozled
From that dope
In my blunt
Yeah, I was talking
To your bitch yesterday
Think she need a better plug
I was on a mission
So I fucked her missionary
That's stuck in her head
'Cause that bitch fucking want me

Yeah, for real
(For real)
I just hit my plug up
'I want everything'
He like: 'For real??'
And I told 'em to
Back off of me
They still up in my grill
Fucking bitches
Then I tell 'em straight up
'Iongivvafavk how u feel.'

Hoe I really can't
Believe that
We made it out
Olla, olla, olla, olla
That just how we livin' now
Maybach really got curtains
Maybach really got curtains
Crash the whip and I'm flirting
Yeah, I crash the whip
Like a motherfucking bhaddie
She was trynna get my phone
I was like
'Are you forreal??'