GALORE - cover lyrics

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—glamour rags, designer bags
I'm gonna party hard, and do it 'til my death

b*tch on me, so tell me why
Your b*tch want me, I swear to God
Can't leave me be, think it's 'cause I'm on
'Cause she know me, don't know her
Think she down, tryna get closer
Drunk and high, tryna get so numb
Roll my blunt, she'll roll my blunt
Tryna f*ck and she just tryna f*ck
Damn, who your man's
365, tryna get in my plans, goddamn
b*tch tryna date, I can't
Yeah, we can go f*ck, but we can't hold hands, nah-ah
b*tch, don't try to make plans
Go ahead, go there, I'm tryna hit the club and go dance
Gettin' crunk, drink in hand
Get f*cked up, wake in the morning, gon' do it again
Do it again, gonna do it again
I just want you, don't want your friends
I don't care about your ex
I don't care about your past, at all
And I don't want this—