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Fuck that bitch yesterday, already forgot her name Hotel nights in Paris tell the boyfriends I say 'desolé' I'm smoking in the toilets but girls want to blow me like a vape She gave head the best today and I didn't try my best today (Run that shit back) Fuck that bitch yesterday, al-already forgot her name Hotel nights in Paris tell the boyfriends I say 'desolé' I'm smoking in the toilets but girls want to blow me like a vape She gave head the best today and I didn't try my best today (Let's fucking go) Bitch I feel like David Blaine, I just Tus the Fanta pink I just made made some money vanish don't care what that grandma think I been counting money, getting brain, money kink She want me and you're in denial, you know that the money stink (Lost City shit) She cheated on a baller, light skin Kehlani ting The rooms a sauna when she get caught in the [?] gym She said call me on the corner 'cos she doesn't want a fight with him She know I'll never love her that's why she be on that crying ting (Graaa-ta-ta) Fuck that bitch yesterday, already forgot her name Hotel nights in Paris tell the boyfriends I say 'desolé' I'm smoking in the toilets but girls want to blow me like a vape She gave head the best today and I didn't try my best today (Let's fucking go) Fuck that bitch yesterday, al-already forgot her name Hotel nights in Paris tell the boyfriends I say 'desolé' I'm smoking in the toilets but girls want to blow me like a vape She gave head the best today and I didn't try my best today (Grrrr) Letras de canciones I might tat a tear drop, sorry mum I killed the game Shooting three's with KD bitches think I'm in the NBA She know she ain't fucking nothing 'less she sign this NDA Her mouth ain't going running' 'cos she blew that like she LMA (Turn that fucking thing up) Toseina make me levitate, take some Molly just to elevate I done shit that I ain't proud of pray that I see heavens gates I got two phones bitch I'm feeling like I'm Kevin Gates One for my bitches and another for that heavy weight (You niggas ain't on nothing) Life gave me lemons and I made some dirty lemonade Smoking on some gelonade I'm fucked up I ain't seeing straight My ex know I'll never change I know she want some wedding cake Now I'm in the hotel suite with models doing sugar cane (Aaaaa) Two chains, two cups, two bottles, two broads In too much Givenchy it look like I bought the store I ain't got no limits when I finish I got pour some more I get so forgetful I don't know what I just did that for (Yeah let's run this shit) Fuck that bitch yesterday, already forgot her name Hotel nights in Paris tell the boyfriends I say 'desolé' I'm smoking in the toilets but girls want to blow me like a vape She gave head the best today and I didn't try my best today (Let's fucking go) Fuck that bitch yesterday, al-already forgot her name Hotel nights in Paris tell the boyfriends I say 'desolé' I'm smoking in the toilets but girls want to blow me like a vape She gave head the best today and I didn't try my best today (You niggas is pussies) (You niggas ain't on nothing) (Fimi it's you) (Oh shit, oh shit) (It's that time, he's coming) (Get out the fucking way, bop bop bop) (Shut these niggas up, shut these niggas up) (These niggas are lost) From Letras Mania