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Taylor Swift
Trinidad James
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iLoveMakonnen
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Peewee Longway
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Ayy, ayy, ayy
She fiendin', she fiendin'
Ayy, ayy, ooh
Ayy, ayy, ayy
She fiendin'
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Lil' bitch
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
I got Longway in my kitchen 'cause I know that trap boomin'
C-C-C-Call up Super Chef because he know how to cook it
That codeine and that cookie got your bitch goin' stupid
We got that Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus makin' a movie
You know they say I'm broke now, but I still buy what I want
These ain't no Raven jeans, baby girl, these Saint Laurent
And make me dead when I walk, I'm goin' Jake Gyllenhaal
And that's that Southpaw for you pussy niggas thinkin' I'm soft
I'm just servin' pimpin' to these bitches, ugh
Pitchin' knowledge to these niggas, ugh
Fendi collar in the winter, brr
Give it to 'em then I hit it, boom
I'm the father figure in your picture, nigga
Fuckin' mamas and fuckin' sisters
Fuckin' Asian and white girls
I don't give a fuck what they'll fuckin' say
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
Fuckin' with the Super Chef, I turn your girl to super fiend
She wanna ride around in Range Rovers, Mercedes Benz
I have to slow it down, I turn it out on every scene
She be callin' me and every night it ring, ring
Damn, and I be skatin' on 'em too
Deuce-five for a young nigga too
Pourin' fours, pourin' fours in my Cadillac
I don't ride no Cadillac unless it's Uber Escalade
'Cause I don't drive no more, I fly in the plane
I got time no more, I do not talk to lames
Cookin' in the kitchen with blueberry biscuits
Young nigga is on the roll, I should've made the honor roll
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
Got your bitch sneakin' and geekin'
Now your bitch can't shake the monkey
Turned your bitch into a junkie, on the Xanax bars, unconscious
High top stars on me, Givenchy
Backwood on backwood, I smoke out the munchies
That lil' bitch you fuckin', I served her an onion
Flipped her with Trinidad, I love my cousin
The blue Benjamins, she come runnin' for money
I see that bitch fiendin' through my new Cavalis
I think I'm dreamin', she used to be hottie
Got your bitch still runnin' 'round in the lobby
I'm at the back parking lots in a 'Rari
My trap goin' up Monday, Tuesday through Friday
Fuck up the lot in a brand new Bugatti
These bitches be thinkin' Longway Illuminati
Trinidad gold all on my body
President Rolex, flooded out with molly
Got your bitch rollin', gettin' geeked up at college
Slidin' in my low low, gettin' that murder knowledge
I claustrophobic, them bands in the closet
I cook her food 'fore you leave a deposit
Just like Joseph, caution up your noggin
Everything caution, keep geekin' in private
Longway, bitch
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
That bitch you used to fuck, we served her
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
We turned her to a junkie, I know it
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
She fiendin' (I can see it)
She fiendin' (I can feel it)
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