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-vammanen
I might have to make her paint a 6 on her pinky toe
Heard you with a shooting guard, just let a ♥♥♥♥♥ know
I would have you courtside, not the middle row
All good, love, in a minute, though
I can't stress about no ♥♥♥♥♥ 'cause I'm a timid soul
Plus I'm cookin' up ambition on a kitchen stove
Pot start to bubble, see the suds, that ♥♥♥♥ good to go
Hoes say I'm suave, but I can't get RICO'd
Bro think he John Wayne, I bought him yellow stones
Love the way they hang, babe, ♥♥♥♥ the silicone
Everybody fake now, you could crack the code
Bust down everything, set in rose gold
Dread talkin' to you ♥♥♥♥♥♥ like I'm J. Cole
I can tell her head good before I even know
♥♥♥♥♥, don't tell me that you model if you ain't been in Vogue
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain't in the studio, but they'll lay somethin'
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin'
You don't like the way I talk? ♥♥♥♥♥ say somethin'