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Miss me with that f*cking fake sh*t
Already lost more than I f*cking gained b*tch
I wanna die, I don't got no time
Either way, it is worth one more try
Miss me with that f*cking fake sh*t
Already lost more than I f*cking gained b*tch
I wanna die, I don't got no time
Either way, it is worth one more try

Call her on my Motorola
I be playing her like poker
When I ride 'round the block
Play that Lean on my box
Call her on my Motorola
I be playing her like poker
When I ride 'round the block
Play that Lean on my box

Be a player, hope layer
Funny making b*tch
Be a, be a ho
Break a ho, b*tch, I break a—
Be a player, hope layer
Funny making b*tch
Be a, be a ho
Be a ho
She ain't down to mother f*cking ride
Only 'cause she never got no f*cking time
And I don't really know how to cope with that
So I'll hide in my room and f*cking see the rest

She ain't tryna add my DS (My DS)
She ain't tryna add my DS (My DS)
She ain't tryna add my DS (My DS)
She ain't tryna add my DS (My DS)
She ain't tryna add my DS
She ain't tryna add my DS
She ain't tryna add my DS
(DS, DS, DS, DS, DS)