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I just rolled a three five to get you out my mind I know that you getting flashbacks looking in my eyes That's how I found out that you the game and I'm the prize Yeah, all that shit suck but it's a blessing in disguise I might roll a couple more, pull up in that Vantador You wasn't tryna ride my wave so I'ma leave your ass on shore Always told me I was weird, now I'm the one that you adore I might go and take your ankles, we ain't balling on the court I'ma leave you on the floor, leave you on the ground I'm a dog, you a poodle and we both inside the pound Put my hand around her mouth, she was making too much sound Got that iron on my head, shout out to Robert Down Yeah, that party is a circus cause I'm only seeing clowns And my favorite t-shirt, that's the one that you found in the closet No, I'm not modest, all freestyle, I ain't writing David Goggins Shit, turn it to Cole Bennett cause I pull up and I shot it Damn, all my pockets fat so I guess they Rod Wavin Shit, I turned to Helen Keller, if you talking all that hate Put that iron to your dome, damn, I bet your mama pacing Yeah, I got colorful pants cause they Jamaican I ain't doing none of this shit, just money taking You gon' up this chopper and I see your hands shaking Cookie in the oven cause that boy gon' get to baking You be on some other shit I ain't really f*ck with it R. Kelly on these bitches cause they all been getting pissed Call that shit Nintendo, I blow up and now they switch Kobe in the paint, type shit I never dish No, I don't care about what it was, just what it is Damn, that bitch a cannibal cause she good at eating kids Maverick going super crazy, he just went and popped his lid Everybody looking at me now, they like, holy shit Remember when I was a child, from there I have came miles I've been stacking up my money, money, money in some piles I got bitches, I just change em by turning up that dial I just made a gas song, so I sent homie to file