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Styrofoam Pour it up, I'm tryin' not to feel alone Every time we talk she tellin' me I'm wrong Huh, bad blood I got bad luck for this bad blood I got bad luck (What), countin' up residuals I want individuals, grab them twenty bricks and pull (What, what) I'm disciplined I swear though, bae, you really is not listenin' I sent the mail once and now I'm glistenin' I looked inside her eyes and they is glistenin' (What) I got so much bad luck (What), I'm tryin' not to sin I told her, "Bae, like why you is not listenin'?" Just hear me out (What) Bae, I could change your life, just come and bring me mouth Bae, I could change your life, but please don't give me doubt (What) Bae, I could change your life, just please don't give me doubts (Skrrt, skrrt) Styrofoam, let me know Bae, I pour a couple, bae, I pour a four I think 212 is so divisible Fish scale, I want individual (Skrrt, skrrt) Wrap the pretty bricks, I wrap them bricks in full Bad luck today, I pop a Perc' just like a ritual Damn, my pockets gettin' full, damn, my pockets gettin' full, yeah Balmain jeans Letras de cancionesI'm so divine, probably fly away with wings I told her, "Bae, are you really in love with me?" I told her, "Bae, you do not mean a lot to me" I got bad luck, bad blood Red bone, mad butt Mad luck, red bone Racks up From Letras Mania