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Petunia
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She wanna fight, not cut
She be gettin' mad, but I ain't say nothin' once
I-I-I guess it's on sight when it's up
Went to take a drag, and then I cut her like a dutch
She got a name like Petunia
Ice cold heart, speed dial for the jeweler
Y-you think I give a fuck? I don't
I just want the cash and the dash, Jim Jones
Aye, this ain't a normal Saturday
I just did six zeroes, now there's something on my plate
Ten times ten, think I got something to waste
And my squad like Tay-K, 'cause now we rushing like The Race
Aye, V8 motor hittin'
I don't need a new prescription
I superposition the mission and bitches get to trippin'
She call me, beam me up, Scotty 'cause I'm Pippen
Drop jaw shawty, when she heard I do no writtens (no kidding)
Heating up, beat it up
Motherfucker, she gon' eat it up
I've seen enough, motherfucker
Case open and shut
Lil' shawty cuffed, yeah, she mine now
Going above, the kief joints got me high now
Woo!
Living in my head, I'm walking autopilot
Don't let me open your shows 'cause I might cause a riot
One day I'll be in a Rolls cruising on private islands
With some shades on, big trippin' off psilocybin
Motherfucker, I be racing to the racks
On the track fast, I don't be pacing, I'm full gas to the past
Never thought that I could elevate this high
Prove myself wrong
They rockin' shirts with my face mask
Yah, with a name like Petunia
Shawty pussy poppin' for profit, that Kama Sutra
Post up in the cellar with cuban links and the crew, huh
So fresh, so clean, the outcasts, the cool ones
Yah
Shit, but I'm not
Shots at him, bitch, they gon' connect just like a hotspot
Bitch, I'm with the smoke, fuck a hotbox
I collect big racks, yo' nigga getting box tops
Aye, bitch we goin' up-up, who say andale?
If we ain't talking about bucks, cannot conversate
If you wanna live to see another day, walk away
What a shame, that's your bae, but she was fucking on the gang
Literally last night, left lane, Lamborghini
Boy, I live the fast life
Shittin' on these niggas, then I use 'em as a ass wipe
Bitch, I be that nigga that them other niggas act like
Get right
Choppa gon' karate kick
Kick him, no judo
My diamonds multi-colored like a full deck of Uno
Keep a lil' UZI on me, like I'm cool, like baby Pluto
Bitch, my wallet eating real good, pockets on sumo
Tool up
Walking with my tool up
Bad bitch, Petunia
She feeling on my ruler
Balenci, not Puma
Boy, I'm cooler than a cool boy
Do not be a fool, you run up on me, I'ma shoot ya
On God, damn!