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I see the future just like Cleo

Lost on Mars

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She evil like a muh'fucka, I don't even fuck her no more

I set the tone, thirty for thirty, they don't wanna compete no more

These bitch ass niggas be worried 'bout the wrong thing, better watch your ho

I'm smellin' like a whole pound, but, bitch, I'm on

Goyard bag filled with two-hundred thou', I could put you on

Money on they head, I put them on tees, homes

I been locked and loaded since I was a teen, homes

Hit the block and skull a nigga, I don't believe in them hoes

Gun to head, nigga, check the score, we done killed them hoes

Molly bustin' on me, Elon Musk, I'm in SoHo, woah

Turned my jersey backwards, it say "Schyeah" (Carter), I'm official, ho

Put them zips inside that baby bag, tell that baby, "Go"

Tell them folks to run the swag back, we need all of that

Five hundred in the trash bag, I need all of that

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Uh, runnin' to them M's, I don't give no fuck

And if you just like me, put your hands up

Uh, Tesla car got butterfly doors like, woah, woah

If a ho call ten times, I'm tellin' her, "Hell no"

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