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Bitch, don't treat me like this Bitch, I'm already cold as shit Bitch, no, I can't trust none of them Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch I got a sick feeling about the future High fashion tryna look like a cougar I just put a baked potato on the ruger They see we stalking them like Freddy Krueger I been talking so much shit until my tooth hurt And your bitch the type to go ask me for a roofer I only got one dick, so how I'm here with two girls I want Margiela gats just to say I knew her the smoke rise in this bitch High as a bitch I won't die, bitch, Im lit Die, bitch, Im lit Look at the sky for a bit That's my lil' bitch Don't know why I would ever miss you I never miss I can't make you Mrs. Tray But you could make some packs with cellophane I don't know the fucking day Every day just the fucking same Get a bag and f*ck a lame Then she get clout off of my name, yeah Bitch, don't treat me like this Bitch, I'm already cold as shit Bitch, no, I can't trust none of them Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch Bitch, don't treat me like this Bitch, I'm already cold as shit Bitch, no, I can't trust none of them Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch