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Yeah, yeah Ayy, I lift an arm up on the Fisker Karma Bring that beef right to your street like you want some shawarma We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love, ooh, yeah Mount Fuji wrist, yeah, too much drip, yeah Too delish', I made both 'em kiss (Mwah) We got pots, we got scales, like we fryin' fish I got pints not on sale, my dealer my dietician Like a bitch who won't get married, well, you won't be missed Hundred thousand at the judge to get the case dismissed I touch way too many hundreds, got blue fingerprints All this water in my chains, they playin' battleship We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love, yeah Mount Fuji wrist, cut the foolishness I baptized my wrist in VV's, a brand new tradition She wanna see just how I'm livin', buy a movie ticket My fingerprint all on them hundreds, bitch, I do forensics (Yeah) Everything high fashion, two thousand for my fabrics Letras de cancionesCartier eyeglass, I see you ridin' past I fucked her like I'm in a rush, her body an hourglass I told her drop on both of her knees, I'm tryna do arts and crafts (Yeah) She suck me 'til I prune, my Louis Jeff Koons I pour a two stick on my side like I'm in a saloon My crib the highest level up, reach my room by the loon She said she starving, stuck her hand in my Fruit of the Loom, but... We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love We're not in love, we're not in love From Letras Mania