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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tina Temps
Tina Temps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Lyrics

(You got it, mag)
Ayy, my bitch thick like the smoke I blow
Ounce of the coke look like snow cone
Do what I do, and I still don't know
I can't do this without GhostInnaFurCoat
Think that it's pay-to-win, you need promo
I get paid to win, go loco
Rabbit foot, Prada on my side
I'm like pizza with wings on the side
She wanna eat me, just eat with your eyes
Needy bitch, no, I never got time
Just get out my face if you're asking for lines
I paid for this, so you know the shit's mine
Ayy, I'm outside, the party's over
April 9th feel like October
Feel so long, man, can it be over?
I wanna stay here, I don't wanna get older
Know that I cry on my own damn shoulder
Kept my soul, I'm my own damn owner
Smoke tastes sweet like Pepsi-Cola
I'm on one, man, I already told ya
I'm outside, the party's over (Already told ya)
April 9th feel like October (Already told ya)
Still so long, man, can it be over? (Already told ya)
I wanna stay here, I don't wanna get older (Already told ya)
Know that I cry on my own damn shoulder
Kept my soul, I'm my own damn owner
Smoke tastes sweet like Pepsi-Cola
I'm on one, man, I already told ya
Already told ya
Already told ya
Already told ya
Already told ya
Ayy, my bitch thick like the smoke I blow
Ounce of the coke look like snow cone
Do what I do, and I still don't know
I can't do this without GhostInnaFurCoat
Do what I do, and I still don't know
I can't do this without GhostInnaFurCoat
Do what I do, and I still don't know
I can't do this without GhostInnaFurCoat
Do what I do, and I still don't know
I can't do this without GhostInnaFurCoat
Think that it's pay-to-win, you need promo
I get paid to win, go loco
Written by: Tina Temps
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