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London, Paris, Amsterdam, yeah, I'm overseas She gon' suck my soul out me, yeah, she on her knees Inhale, exhale, yeah, breathe Twelve asked me, "What's that smell? ", yeah, weed I ain't leavin' no paper trail, yeah, this shit free Overlap them niggas, hell yeah, I'm in the lead You ain't act like me, you don't bleed what I bleed Put the blick down, I'll beat your ass just like Creed She don't know nothin' 'bout me, I'm 'bout to turn her to a freak My dick her Nyquil, I'm 'bout to fuck this bitch to sleep I'm the reason you got double B on your feet Ain't gotta ask if I'm good, I'm Gucci, yeah, I'm double G I wish I could go back in time to tell myself your neck gon' freeze I wish I could go back in time to tell myself don't change a thing I wish I could go back in time to meet you right before I did I wish I could go back in time to tell myself you gon' be rich When I'm in Miami, I feel like LeBron, number six Every day I wake up, I'm feelin' myself like Bey' and Nicki I just bit her, yeah, I just bit her, I gave her a hit I take her shoppin' out of town, but that's my girl so I ain't trick I'm in London, I just left Harrods and Selfridges That boy repeat everything he hear like a parrot, he a bitch The last bitch I broke up with slit her wrists I'm trollin', I just treat her like she no longer exist Letras de cancionesLondon, Paris, Amsterdam, yeah, I'm overseas She gon' suck my soul out me, yeah, she on her knees Inhale, exhale, yeah, breathe Twelve asked me, "What's that smell? ", yeah, weed I ain't leavin' no paper trail, yeah, this shit free Overlap them niggas, hell yeah, I'm in the lead You ain't act like me, you don't bleed what I bleed Put the blick down, I'll beat your ass just like Creed From Letras Mania