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Could you fall for me? (Could you?) Where you been, baby? (Where you?) Got that dog in me (Got it) Fuck your friend, baby (Fuck 'em) Gotta believe me (Yeah) Never leave me, huh (Never) Baby easy, huh (Easy) Rockin' CC (CC) Rockin' big Chanel, ooh ('Nel) I went off the rail, ooh (Rail) I just popped a pill (Pill) Outside, all in the field (Field, field) Outside, all on the block (Block) MDMA in my sock (Sock) Let the bitch eat this— Huh, these is Louis Timbs, it look like one of them, it ain't, dog The valеt happy to drive my car, you better not scratch my paint 'Crеte Ted Bundy, the way we doin' these niggas, he look like a saint (Hrr) We threw a hundred thousand in Booby, she whisper in my ear she as wet as the sink (Okay) 'Crete is breakin' the bank 'Crete is breakin' the— Poppin' this shit 'til it stink Top floor, I'm Anne Frank Three syrups in Boat drank Letras de cancionesThree syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat— (Frrt, pussy) Come get blessed in More checks, less friends More ice, more grins More hoes, more sins Fee-fi-fo, Glock everywhere I go On a high, on a low If it's right, let me know If it's smoke, let me know No follow-backs, no reposts I'm lookin' like I just seen a ghost, ooh Geeked up, Perc-in' in the post, huh Too rich, I gotta boast, huh Bad-ass hoes in my home, huh What's this? Oh, Chrome on Chrome This shit hit on your dome Shut that, leave me alone Run that, baby, we on 'Crete is breakin' the bank 'Crete is breakin' the— (Huh) Poppin' this shit 'til it stink Top floor, I'm Anne Frank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat— (Frrt, pussy) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Is he a scammer or rapper? Is he a hooper or trapper? Boy, you a bitch, you a capper Chain pissin' like I got a weak bladder Concrete Mudman (Mudman), my hoes come in twelve like a dozen (Hoo) I'm fuckin' this bitch like the husband (Hoo) Five rings on me, Tim Duncan (Hoo) Lil Flage, his cup too muddy (Muddy) Lil Boat, his cup too many (Muddy) I'm cool, nigga, hand me the bubbly (Bubbly) I'm cool, nigga, hand me the fully (Frr) I'm cool, nigga, hand me the Drac' (Frr) Stars in the ceiling, pull up in the Wraith (Stars) Fuck it, I go Lamborghini (Fuck it) And I'm flushin' this bitch down Peach Street (Frr) You niggas is sweeter than peach rings (Beep, beep) Go BBC on my feet, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM, ICECREAM 'Crete is breakin' the bank 'Crete is breakin' the— (Huh) Poppin' this shit 'til it stink Top floor, I'm Anne Frank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat— (Frrt, pussy) I'm ridin' around in the tank (Hey) All the members buy the gas, sip on drank (Hey) Five-star coupe, breakin' the bank (Yeah) It's me, everything I do big My car same color as Tris My bitch bad, she poppin' her shit That bitch thick, so legit Make her sit, make her pit No mitt, I can't miss That's a goal, no assist Backhand a nigga with an open fist Brown darkskin bitch like Trish Pink slip, fuck up the mileage, huh Wrist on water, Poseidon, uh She said my life so excitin', huh Fuck up the bank with no guidance, huh 'Crete is breakin' the bank (Us) 'Crete is breakin' the— (Huh) Poppin' this shit 'til it stink Top floor, I'm Anne Frank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat drank Three syrups in Boat— (Frrt, pussy) From Letras Mania