Epv

Shit
Think I spent too much on these kicks
Sorry I ain't mean to flex yo' rent
Someone tell me how much I spent
Demons in my head, my mind spent
Tell me how you like it, she got my mind bent
Shut up and give me that mind again, shit leave me mindless
It's like you're lifeless, she's so careless
Can't be embarrassed, six 'hunnid horses, no carriage
Might as well save you from marriage
Do you love me or love the man I is? I wanna get to know you
Real love, I can show you, can you eat it like soul food?
I'm tryna get you in that mood, get to know you
Real love, I can show you, can you eat it like soul food?
I need a Percocet when we land, I power up like Goku
Gang finna' go said go cool, gang finna' go just go with they move
Play in this bitch my bro shoot
Real love, I can show you
You ain't getting too it I'll coach you
They wanna be Jace, I know boo
But these lil' n***as not noble, hop in that automobile
She fuck me in the back of the beamer I'm grabbing her hair it's so cool
She like "Jace you know I been into you"
I'm like can you prove it, if not than lil' bitch move it
I might grab my Glock and shoot that bitch
Put me in the Gucci I don't want no Rick
Put me in the Fendi I don't want no Rick
Put me in the Hermès I don't want no Rick
Put me in the Louis I don't want no Rick
Drive an SRT and make it sick
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