[Intro]
You have no heart
Yeah, uh, uh

[Verse]
Catch me drippin' YSL
Really trippin', high as hell
In Miami with my demons and we gettin' fly as hell
Pussy n***a think he scheming, take his bitch? I might as well
Designer on me, so fanged up
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I know that she hate me, but it's Gucci
Yeah, I really love my guac, not my blue cheese