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No, I can't calm down

Bitch, I'm too turnt up

Judge gon' give me life

For them murders

Sitting at a red light

Pourin' this purp up

See this LV on my boxers

While I'm lifting my shirt up

Cops try to search us

Hoes tryna twerk us

Walk in with all this ice

Did it on purpose

Got spikes like red hot

Need to keep your tail tucked

Have folks 'nem deliver this to you

Put it in your mailbox

**** be really knowin', bitches be really goin

Look up and the ceiling gone, that ass I'm feelin' on

Gimme a Christina Milian, so I could pop me a wheelie on

Bout to go get some more chains

Like I ain't got enough jewelry on

Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn

Got a U-Haul backing in, with equipment and more laundry

You know we ain't really for none, all I know is get paper

I know killas and they owe me big favors

Bitches XO me like Weeknd

I'm somewhere out eating

Stay yo ass in 2 feet

Or go yo ass on the deep end

Someone hand me a ashtray

That's my boys who passed away

Keep my mouth laminated

Till the day I'm eliminated

No, I can't calm down

Bitch, I'm too turnt up

Judge gon' give me life

For them murders

Sitting at a red light

Pourin' this purp up

See this LV on my boxers

While I'm lifting my shirt up

Cops try to search us

Hoes tryna twerk us

Walk in with all this ice

Did it on purpose

Got spikes like red hot

Need to keep your tail tucked

Have folks 'nem deliver this to you

Put it in your mailbox

What's yo address, ****?

Where you live at, ****?

We ain't tryna hear that, ****, you know I'm a real ass ****

Know I gotta get cash, ****, you know I want it real bad, ****

My young **** run down on you, treat you like a lil ass ****

Bitches see the ice, they see the cars, they see the Benz they in the mood

They get in, into the spot, that's where the cars gon' take us to

I need top, I told them bitches that like it was breaking news

And you know I be about my chicken, bitch, no Ramen noodles

Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry

We can't leave no trace, I guess them gloves come in handy

It's lovely now, bitches be loving me now, ay

Had the bitch suckin' me up

She might end up shutting me down, ay

No, I can't calm down

Bitch, I'm too turnt up

Judge gon' give me life

For them murders

Sitting at a red light

Pourin' this purp up

See this LV on my boxers

While I'm lifting my shirt up

Cops try to search us

Hoes tryna twerk us

Walk in with all this ice

Did it on purpose

Got spikes like red hot

Need to keep your tail tucked

Have folks 'nem deliver this to you

Put it in your mailbox