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[Verse]
Tell me why all these hoes look the same?
Yeah, she ain't talkin' bread, she don't speak my lang'
I been in my own lane, these n*ggas be two-faced
Send shots where he f*ckin' think
n*ggas took his sh*t and ran, he thought it was a prank
I don't got pole with me, he might get shanked
What? Real goth n*gga, blood in this sink
Demons following that n*gga if he say my name
What? n*ggas know what I'm on, ayy
I pull up on n*ggas and I'm like, "f*ck goin'", ayy
I just keep on flowin', strike 'em out like I'm bowlin', ayy
X him out for them O's, his pack what I'm rollin', ayy
New whip but it's stolen, ayy
Too deep, got my soul in, ayy
Lil' b*tch suck my soul out, ayy
I roll up, we roll out, ayy
Smoke me like three blunts to thе face
Trap finesse cult, only worry 'bout pay
b*tch, I'm a dеmon, she said I'm a saint
She bless me, I ain't even say thanks

[Outro]
Yuh
Ayy, she bless me, I ain't even say thanks