Lyrics
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Intro
Not at the table, Carlos
Ah
Verse 1
Hop in the Bentley, it drive to smooth
Said he ain't eat and he ain't got no food
If I'm gettin' this money then how could I lose?
I'm sippin' codiene, nigga, this not no blue
Can't text back, now I'm countin' up blue
Y'all slaves, finna do what I choose
Got a high price, but it still gon' move
Uh, I spend a high price goin' shoppin'
I can't just walk around 'cause I know I'm the topic
He said he wanted drama, nigga, we get it poppin'
I had to cut ties, baby, you was too toxic
He servin' Popeyes at the trap and it's poppin'
I told her "Bye-bye, baby, I got more options"
I'm off a Perc' 30, so I might bе nauseous
I got dental care, nigga, wе floss
[?] 'cause you know I'm a boss
Y'all actin' too hard, but you niggas is soft
Smokin' on hot, nigga, but my neck on frost
Verse 2
Someone said, uh
I'm not normal, this shit I got here deadly, shit, uh
I get head while I'm drivin' in that Bentley, shit, uh
Put 'em in fronto, I'm smokin' 'til my thumb burnt
My opps hate me, bitch, go and get a gun first
With a bad bitch, I love it when she gon' twerk
Tryna get high, smoke all day, but that shit don't work
All this molly, now my jaw hurt
All my opps went broke or died 'cause all my opps cursed
Outro
Ah, ah
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