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Aint got no pillows on my bed, and you know the reason
I aint pillow-talkin with no ho in any season 
I got rose-gold rows on the back of my teeth and
Im not cheap-talkin’ nobody down, Im looking greedy
I aint giving my interest to a thot-thot
Shawty left her g-string in the droptop 
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Everything big , Im the same kid 
Ima bust your wig , shoot you with a stick
And Ive been ridin with your kid , Xbox big 
Real crop kid, drink red, pop a pill 
Reebok deal , tip top still 
Mink in my drills, I got polar bear skills
Rocket land, blow up, one shot, get killed 
Knock a nigga out, fuck a opp, Im the real, lets go 
Swagger side to side , movin side to side 
Gucci side to side , birds side to side 
Titties side to side , booty side to side 
Look side to side , all this side to side
Movin to the side, we gon take over the spot
She got nude on her toes, keep it groovy with the rocks
Every time we stop, they watching us
Everything we do notorious
Michael, Thugger, Jackson
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I aint got no pillows on my bed and you know the reason
Im not pillow-talkin with a nigga in any season
He got rose-gold gold on the back of his teeth and
Im not cheap-talkin, we buying out the whole Fendi
I aint givin my interest to a thot-thot
I done left my g-string in the droptop
Hit it from the back, Im screaming like, Wah, wah
I been missing shawty love in the crockpot
Yeah, everything big, Im the same bitch
I will split your wig, shoot you with the stick
And Ive been flying to Madrid, Xbox big
Real rich bitch, drink Act, get lit
Fashion Nova deal, havin racks? Get killed
Mink in my drills, I got polar bear skills
Fool with the aim, one shot, you killed
Off with the head, black opps on the real
Swagger side to side, lips side to side
Hips side to side, titties side to side
Swagger side to side, lips side to side
Hips side to side, titties side to side
Move it to the side, we gon take over the spot
I got Louies on my toes, keep it Gucci with the rocks
Everybody stopping, watching this
Everybody with me notorious
Michael, Karlae, Jackson
How you got that jam from your daddy?
Got way to many bags to be jackin
I shot when I land, I aint cappin
He hid a million cash on the statement
Pacin up and down the stairs in the basement, caseless
Basically, I raped shit and got away with it
Ape nigga, ooh, scratch your medulla
Ooh, ahh, try not to holler
Speaking of holla, hollow tips right inside your mama
Your father, your sisters, and daughters, I keep that carbon
Its included with drums and silencers, its time to polish em
Its time to demolish em, Ill kill em dead
Then go home, and sleep like a baby in my bed
I told her move on, aint got time for nonsense
Tell me, do you mind that? Baby, do you?
Ooh, Ima take these boys to drip school
Ooh, ...