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Redemption like

We been lit

Face down, ass up, vicious (woah)

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed

Backshots finna go down when we leave

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah

You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong)

Can't tell me I ain't on (on)

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out

Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Tap out, until she tap out

Until she tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Only when I slide to the back, closed eyes in the back

'Cause I'm high in the back, got a text where you at, ayy

Only big flex where I'm at, ayy, bouncing on the highway

Head on the highway, I only do it my way

I ain't gon' play with it, I'ma work it out

Stand up, while I lay in it

Couple hundred thou', dead mans in the safe with it

Know what I'm 'bout, sip some

Blow a ace with you, bring it to the house

Fuck you in a car in the back, oh, yeah, yeah

Fuck you so good, call back, oh, yeah, yeah

Forreal though, how many fucks I give? zero

Eastside Jonny now, mamma maxed out

And I put that on mamma n 'em, let me take you out

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed

Backshots finna go down when we leave

And I got Squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah

You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong)

Can't tell me I ain't on (on)

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out

Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Tap out, until she tap out

Until she tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Slide on the 'gram looking for a new biatch

Don't fall through, back up 'cause I'ma be aiight

Put it in my face, I'ma lurk though

Ass like Bernice Burgous

Capricorn gon' leave her virgo

Sliding down your tongue like Berlo

Zodiac girl, what's your zodiac?

That's your boyfriend? Well, I know he mad

How you feel?

I might be too raw for you, too real

I know you homegirl wanna pop pill

Ducked off in them Hollywood hills

I be on bullshit, we be on bullshit

Pull up on me one time

Know you ain't doing shit

I be on the front line, whats happenin?

Balling when it's crunch time, I ain't lacking

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed

Backshots finna go down when we leave

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Looking like stars in the back, oh, yeah, yeah

You can't tell me that I'm wrong (wrong)

Can't tell me I ain't on (on)

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going 'till I tap out

Tap out, tap out, tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Tap out, until she tap out

Until she tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'till the morning (morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it