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Indigo Okay, Embasin, whatever 34 Infin— Infinity Ooh, I'm trying hard to fight Kicking my ass, Perc' got a strong right Cherry red, Jolly Rancher, easy on the ice No [?] straight dykes [?] Corvette, cupholder, ceramic, no [?] Shawty was straight, upgraded to fine Let herself go, now she just alright You around good girls tryna be Ms. Wright Fantasize talking about don't [?] [?] hit up my designated driver Try and spite her, I can't, been up all hours of the night Epilepsy, Burberry frames, can't stare at the light Who the hell is you, broke hoes talking about rich niggas my type Get all the loot, wrap it up, bag it up, box that on sight You know the move, she set you up quick for Jimmy Choo Maison Margiela, YSL, Raf, Ricky, too Red Bottom, shit she do for bloody shoe Rock bottom, spike his drink, get a card to the room [?] slow down, tie him up 'cause we might wake halfway through Letras de cancionesThrow up the signal, flash light through the window, we come through I had to make some money, plus them niggas I feel I can't trust Either you in or you ain't, ain't no maybe, if, ands, or buts Bonnie and Clyde, we ran it up, broke niggas mad all day, so what? Much obliged, she off the drugs, give me slop in the drop top on the way up Keep that pistol by my side, who in my corner, got my back On my grind, blunt, nose, tail slide, need more wax Don't get along with rat niggas 'cause they real life whack Y'all niggas been lame y'all whole life, big facts nigga see right through that Pull up on sight, feel so bright, nigga see me be like, "Damn who that?" Do what I want, brand new Ruger, real big gun Living my life, like big bags, I could bag any girl I like Blow out the back, back it up on me, get in her stomach Most of these niggas, nine times out of ten won't be nun' Hope these bitches, wake up one day, stop being so dumb Déjà vu, got a glitch in the Matrix [?] came through O-D-D, took both pills, red, blue Ooh, I'm trying hard to fight Kicking my ass, Perc' got a strong right Cherry red, Jolly Rancher, easy on the ice No [?] straight dykes [?] Corvette, cupholder, ceramic, no [?] Shawty was straight, upgraded to fine Let herself go, now she just alright You around good girls tryna be Ms. Wright Fantasize talking about don't [?] [?] hit up my designated driver Try and spite her, I can't, been up all hours of the night Epilepsy, Burberry frames, can't stare at the light From Letras Mania