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9:30, fuckin' cooked It's all I got in the tank But that? Whatever the fuck that was I like it Fuck, yes Bought a whipper for the gang Yeah Maya, Maya, you workin' at Greta tonight or nah? Pick up, I need a whole section for the mob Cindy, I know you got them hoes on lock Let me pick what hoes you gon' bring to the spot Two, two, two, Juju, it's goin' Birkey on her car If I ask tonight, she'll put my Jenny in her croc' Double-S so bad, she look like Jenny from the Block Pisceus is ridin' 'round in Lam', Mashallah Killer K know they tried to nail me to the cross Old me say I'm up, and I could never take a loss Sexyy said, "What bitch is dissin'? Let me knock her off" I said, I'm so loved and I'm so hated, so conflicted, I'm so jaded Come back to the crib, first night, baby, nobody's judging High tide, make it flow for me, girl, there's no sense in rushing High fives from the bros for me 'cause I fucked her for nothing Down on her knees, tryna reason with me Gotta bless her with something Ayy, ayy, yeah Let me hear your body talk, girl, on three One, arch your back, bitch, you know you a bad bitch Two, let your pussy talk, I'ma do the ad-libs Three, take my credit card, spend like you ain't had shit What? Take advantage, what? Do some damage, what? Please, believe me, what? Please, believe me, yeah If I'm drinkin', what? Peach Bellini, yeah They so pressed about the beef, it's panini Just like PX said, "Baby, come and see me" She a genie, Sydney Sweeney Where my diamond glove? They could never see me Maya, Maya, you workin' at Greta tonight or nah? Pick up, I need a whole section for the mob Cindy, I know you got some hoes on lock Let me pick what hoes you gon' bring to the spot Two, two, two, Juju, it's goin' Birkey on her car If I ask tonight, she'll put my Jenny in her croc' Sexyy said, "Which bitches dissin'?" Let me knock her off I said, "I'm so loved and I'm so hated, so conflicted, I'm so jaded" Come back to the crib, first night, baby, nobody's judging High tide, make it flow for me, girl, there's no sense in rushing High fives from the bros for me 'cause I fucked her for nothing Down on her knees, tryna reason with me Gotta bless her with something Hey Let me hear your body talk, girl, on three One, arch your back, bitch, you know you a bad bitch Two, let your pussy talk, I'ma do the ad-libs Three, take my credit card, spend like you ain't had shit What? Take advantage, what? Do some damage, what? Can I handle all that? Girl, I'll manage, what? Take me serious, don't ghost me, girl, don't vanish Yeah, let me hear your body talk, girl, on three One, arch your back, bitch, you know you a bad bitch Two, let your pussy talk, I'ma do the ad-libs Three, take my credit card, spend like you ain't had shit What? Take advantage-