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[YNW Bortlen]
(Dmac on the fuckin' track)
Oh, oh
Shawty say she miss me, she know what I want

[YNW Bortlen]
Even if she say she love me, I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be friends and fuck
I ain't tryna tie you down and be your man
I'm all about this money and love can't fit in
Even if she say she love me, I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be friends and fuck
I ain't tryna tie you down and be your man
I'm all about this money and love can't fit in

[YNW Bortlen]
It's all about the grind, feelings don't fit in
Shawty say she miss me, but I ain't tryna miss these bands
I don't want no kisses, bae, I'm tryna get my money up
Broken heart, no love, quick to cut a bitch off
Pull up, we get missing, we in the wind
On that good Hen'
She talkin' 'bout all these hoes, I told her what's up
Groupie, you, girl, that's what come with
You see blue, yeah, that come with it
These hoes see somethin' wrong with it (Dmac on the fuckin' track)
If you fuck with me, gotta grind with me
You flake then you gotta go 'cause shawty 'bout to blow (Oh-oh)

[YNW Bortlen]
Even if she say she love me, I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be friends and fuck
I ain't tryna tie you down and be your man
I'm all about this money and love can't fit in
Even if she say she love me, I can't give in knowing I can't love
I just wanna be friends and fuck
I ain't tryna tie you down and be your man
I'm all about this money and love can't fit in

[Toosii]
Rich in the meantime, I ain't mean nothin'
Drip you in Celine, now you Selena
You the baddest I done ever seen when I ain't seen you

Them other bitches wanna be you
I'm clocked in, you know I'm ready to make the block spin
Convertible, don't know where the top is
And I can't remember the last time I ever heard the clock tick
This a Rolex, don't hear the clock tick, yeah
Boss bitch, but you ain't mine (Yeah, Dmac on the fuckin' track)
I can't be lovey-dovey, I'm tryna fuck all the time, yeah
I tell the truth, yeah, you divine (You divine)
But shit, me too, I hit it good and then I lick on your spine
Ayy, I got my weight up
Now a nigga only think 'bout paper
Yeah, it used to be me and you, uh
I was tryna ball like a Laker

From the 315 like Dion Waiters
You got a country accent, but you not from Decatur
You know what it is (Yeah, you know what it is)
Girl, what you need? 'Cause I'ma cater

[Toosii]
Ain't no lovey-dovey though
For real
Uh, girl, what you need? 'Cause I'ma cater

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