life

[Intro]
(I love you)
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[Verse]
Yeah, I hop on the mic just to talk, yeah
Yeah, flight to Paris, France, just to walk, yeah
And you know we get them bands, what about you?
Sippin' drank, got it off top shelf and we top-tier
Yeah, that Oxy' is my love
Yeah, she wanna be my bitch, yeah, she wanna be my slut, yeah
I'm skinny as fuck, rockin' on these Saint Laurent, yeah
Boy, just try yo' luck, all my n***as got guns 'round here
Oh my
[?] lose time
All this CC, boy, I'm fried
I don't even gotta try
Yeah, yeah, too many hoes up in this spot, I had to kick 'em out
Yeah, this not a love song but I think that you the one
I do bad for them thirties and I think I'm feelin' 'em
That bitch filthy, she so dirty, told her, "Get the fuck from 'round here"
Huh, huh, make them hits, oh yeah, that's what I do, yeah
I was in LA with Garments, bussin' off them shrooms, yeah
I don't rock no Tommy boxers, got them Calvin's, dude, yeah
Japanese denim on me, that's just how I do it
Yo' ho hella fine, I think I might just screw it
She in love with the lifestyle, like how I'm movin', uh