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they don't fw me they not supposed 2
i got bands all up on me bitch i own u
and u said u want that hoe well she gon hoe u
she a bad bitch she cant date no one broke
but she average thats delusional n that cope
get the cabbage mama saw my bank then froze
she gon ravage bad bitch n she write me notes
ian take no loan yah did it on my own bitch
do not hit my phone yuh pls leave me alone bitch
so much snakes up in the grass i cant get about
she said that she need me for the clout open up ur mouth
shorty deep throat yah she stay gaggin
only reason that ur up is cause ur faction
never catch me lackin dont get shot pistol packin
im gettin hella bands boy that means that ive been rackin
i got bAaAaAaAaAaAnds she a fAaAaAaAaAaAaAan
thats ur bitch li bro i wouldn't trust hoes 
i got bands on the low i wouldn't trust hoes i got-
trust issues i could never miss you 
pull up w a draco we takin out the issue
too much money to count in my account my accountant said
im not lyin either if you wanna see then see my bread
i am such a cheater baby i could not stay instead
never ever leave yeah im gon b up in her head
trust me you cant love but you dub me hug n fuck me you so ugly
only on the inside wish i tried much feelin like im riptide cause i got bands a bunch
i can count my friends up on my hands uh
hoes and dudes b so fake im like damn uh
"pump fake" til i pull up with that blam uh
cant tell if u sir or if you ma'am uh
either way a bitch is gettin ran up

cabbage

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