(luke veretti x glokmane)

(yes)
(yes)

You need to back up, back up-
My money mega, mega
I feel like tecca, tecca
What I'm rocking isn't regular, regular
We gon send a message, message
I be hot said I'm flexing, flexing
And I'm hot even in the winter
I can't lose cause I stay a winner
Lost yo chance man you should of did it
And you lost me cause I ain't winning
We gon pull up at seven, seven
Look at my windows it's tented, tented
Bitch I'm the boss like a tenant, tenant
I make money like its ten, ten

(You had your chance she tripping, tripping)

No arms and legs I'm limping, limping

(limping, limping)

Said he got racks he got lil bit, lil bit
No, I can't love I ain't sentimental
My pocket fat like a lipid, lipid
Bitch I'm the one like a damn pencil
We already know that's a damn rental
We already know you ain't damn special
Bitch I'm in love with my lamb lizzle
Bitch not my twin not my damn twizzle
I don't hop, jump, and then ran with it
No, you cant feed him no damn kibble
Lil bitch I'm up with a lamb in it
I see them bands put my hands in it
This ain't no test you can't cram in it
This ain't no party can't jam in it
I get them bows for the weekend
Honestly that hoe she tweaking
I got my Glock on me, weakened
Why she wanna see me on weekends
I done went fell in the deep end
We cannot do no more linking
Honestly, I just been thinking
I just got my cup, it's leaking

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