[Chorus]
Let go
I can go fuck up a bag, huh
Run up a check lil' bitch
My opps still broke, on they ass, huh
I know that they mad as shit
BSaint cuffin' the baddest bih'
Brand new Glock, and it match with my fit
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I-I want your life, so I'm gon' take it
No love for that bih' and I won't fake it (Yeah)
And yo bitch ain't touchin' them stars (Yeah)
High as fuck, I just came back from Mars
Off the Xans, fucked up off them bars (Yeah)
All black fur on my coat (Huh)
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You can catch me in the night lil' bitch, I'ma hop out with a scope (Yeah)
I'ma-I'ma hop out with a fye lil' bitch, I'm tryna catch 'em all (Yeah)
Still going up at the tippity top, it's kind of hard to fall
Oh, that's the hoe that you said that you love, I'm gonna break her walls (Let's go)
She come around me, and she like, "Damn Saint, I'm tryna get high as ya"