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LilBootyCall
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(lilbootycall)
Okay, ten years in, man, I feel like a veteran
Mason Margiela stamps, go ahead and just let 'em in
Everybody knows, I just went and made 'em a ticket
My old song went viral, man, not just a snippet
Bad bitches at the shows, cameras up then they flick it
AmEx slidin', nice clothes, walk and I pick it
Went and started a new band, fucked me a few fans
Song an old song and copped me some new bands
I bought everything I wanted, I bagged every girl I wanted
New me, better man, yeah, we can go and run it
I got nothin' to prove, I got nothin' to lose
Lookin' at my life like it could've been you
But it ain't, nah, it ain't
It's just me and the team off the pain
It's just us, that's just us
It's just me and the team makin' funds, lil' bitch, like what?
Yeah, let me guess, you wanna fuck? (Yup)
Story of my life, know it's boring and it's right
If you wanna drink with me, then we pouring it all night
Baby, you should come and see that there's glory in the fire (aye, aye, aye)
Copenhagen visions, what you want? (Aye, aye, aye)
Gucci, YSL, that Saint Laurent (aye, aye, aye)
Or that avant-garde Moldovan (aye, aye, aye)
Heard yo' ex goin' thru a lot, huh? (Aye, aye, aye, smack)
I'ma beat that boy's ass when I see him (lil' bitch)
He save all that tough talkin' for the DM (talk, talk)
Barracudas bite down in the deep end
First off, why you talk to a woman like that?
Second off, why you car's got a boot on the back?
All them bands we know that you ain't got it like that
I flew into the birds and went straight to the trap
I got magic with a bunch of moves to the hi-hat, like
I want my drink with no ice (fuck ice, bitch)
Yeah, I like my girls mean (fuck a nice bitch)
She said, "Go 'head, turn it up" (yeah, I like that)
Brown girls to the front (fuck a white bitch)
This the shit that killed Whitney and I ain't talkin' powder
Know some real life youngins that would risk it for some power (what?)
I'm rollin' up sweets and smokin' on sour
I can get you what you need, I'm more connected than a router
My ex girl keep poppin' up, new girl too popular
My whole life a fantasy sung through an Oculus (what, what?)
You would think that she was Molly'd up (you would think)
They been gettin' bags, we've been gettin' this shit tallied up (uh-huh)
Huh, and we got sticks like the Navy
Fuck you, pay me, I used to shop at Macy's
Now I'm too sick, like I got rabies (skrrt, skrrt)
Find it crazy, now I'm back in this shit like (ay, ay, ay)
Okay, I pull up in that coke white
Stop talkin' 'bout your man, what that throat like?
Nah, I ain't tryna have sex, got my dough right
And she's sayin' I'm the best, girl, you're so right
Can't fuckin' blow a bag for no reason
See me out in public and they can't believe it
You say, "Go to hell, boy," like I'm Lil Peepin'
I ain't no Jackson, but she say, "Michael, beat it"
This Dolce, baby, not Dolce
And my girl got a girl, she go both ways
All my diamonds yellow, I ain't talkin' Coldplay
She want my second baby, baby girl, no way
Raf Simmons, Rick Owens what I'm dressed in
She just got engaged, but we been sexin'
And I ain't checkin', ain't no second guessin'
Shit ain't been the same, bitch, ever since I stepped in
(Cool)
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