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You can't tell where the bros gon' go You can't tell how the hoes gon' hoes gon hoe I'm switching the style wherever I'm known Weather be changin' bitch back on my phone If you really ma manz, stop breakin' the code I step in the freak, call me hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe I'm hittin ma slick lil' dance, she callin' it whoa, whoa, whoa I'm feelin' myself but I know how it goes I'm feelin' myself but I know how it goes If you fuckin' with us hit the whoa, whoa, whoa Just hit the whoa, whoa, whoa Pass me the spliffy like I'm finna roll Me and my Mrs. hit the' whoa, whoa, whoa She handin' out presents Christmas time like where is the snow Shinin' and rhyming thats just how it go, that's just how it go I love me a bunny like pass me the snow 7 eleven the deli and i'm mixing the sip with the tote Wish for you back and you under the tree And I'm callin ya line and it feel like a dream I wake up to you and it's not what it seems Wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my Wake up on, wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my green Shout out my bitch, Pandora ya ring Halloween over, still trick' for a treat, Damn Still trick' for a treat, Damn Still trick' for a treat, Damn Damn, Damn Yeah, me, me, me, my racks and I hit up the stu I'm with this bitch, yeah, I'm in the, I'm in the ooh Do a lot of shit, a lot of shit you couldn't do And I'm fessed up too I got good fit on I got vette, vette & owen Got vette & owen too Yeah, I got some prada, prada my shoes Like damn, I'm so proud of you Like slime, I'm so proud of you Like damn, I'm so proud of you Like slime, I'm so proud of you I'm goin' out, yeah, I'm goin I'm smokin' and smokin' dis pain' you, smokin' the low end Yeah, I made me some racks out the back end Made me some racks from the packs end Made me some racks and I stack it Keep talking shit, I had to pack it I'm blonde, but I ain't net bitch On the block, with my tech bitch Catching wreck bitch, Diamond necklace My bro so reckless, Like damn my bro so reckless Leave you stretched bitch Shinin' and rhyming thats just how it go, that's just how it go I love me a bunny like pass me the snow 7 eleven the deli and i'm mixing the sip with the tote Wish for you back and you under the tree And I'm callin ya line and it feel like a dream I wake up to you and it's not what it seems Wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my Wake up on, wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my green Shout out my bitch, Pandora ya ring Halloween over, still trick' for a treat, Damn Still trick' for a treat, Damn Still trick' for a treat, Damn Damn, Damn