[Chorus]
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Cut too deep, fuck
In the Track', drivin' dumb
Take pills 'til you're numb
My t-shirt go for three racks, ho look bad, bae, I need that
5.56 through your kneecap, I'm sippin' on drank, I done relapsed
Where the fuck is your car keys at? I'm steppin' out the house in Canada Goose, where is the Moncleezy at?
Yeah, I love this ho, did you peep that?
[Verse]
Yeah, drivin' stupid in a Range, okay, bang
Boy, I see you across the fuckin' way
Everybody got somethin' to say, it's okay, baby, let the haters hate
These broke-ass boys still smoke out the eighth, if you don't get the fuck out the way
Oh, it's gon' be a good week 'cause some money made
Ain't nothin' better than some hundreds on a rainy day, yeah
I'm bout to go fuck up a check and pollute my Minute maid
Slatt got big packs from the South, we ship it every way
I'm talkin' 'bout— uh, uh, uh, in case ya didn't notice
It's big reef, baby, I did not come in this bitch with the lil' component
I'm sippin' on juice every day, this shit come straight out the fucking ocean
Yeah, slatt tryna sip that potion, I'm slick on the beat like lotion
[Chorus]
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Cut too deep, fuck
In the Track', drivin' dumb
Take pills 'til you're numb
My t-shirt go for three racks, ho look bad, bae, I need that
5.56 through your kneecap, I'm sippin' on drank, I done relapsed
Where the fuck is your car keys at? I'm steppin' out the house in Canada Goose, where is the Moncleezy at?
Yeah, I love this ho, did you peep that?
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Cut too deep, fuck
In the Track', drivin' dumb
Take pills 'til you're numb
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Cut too deep, fuck
In the Track', drivin' dumb
Take pills 'til you're numb
My t-shirt go for three racks, ho look bad, bae, I need that
5.56 through your kneecap, I'm sippin' on drank, I done relapsed
Where the fuck is your car keys at? I'm steppin' out the house in Canada Goose, where is the Moncleezy at?
Yeah, I love this ho, did you peep that?
[Verse]
Yeah, drivin' stupid in a Range, okay, bang
Boy, I see you across the fuckin' way
Everybody got somethin' to say, it's okay, baby, let the haters hate
These broke-ass boys still smoke out the eighth, if you don't get the fuck out the way
Oh, it's gon' be a good week 'cause some money made
Ain't nothin' better than some hundreds on a rainy day, yeah
I'm bout to go fuck up a check and pollute my Minute maid
Slatt got big packs from the South, we ship it every way
I'm talkin' 'bout— uh, uh, uh, in case ya didn't notice
It's big reef, baby, I did not come in this bitch with the lil' component
I'm sippin' on juice every day, this shit come straight out the fucking ocean
Yeah, slatt tryna sip that potion, I'm slick on the beat like lotion
[Chorus]
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Cut too deep, fuck
In the Track', drivin' dumb
Take pills 'til you're numb
My t-shirt go for three racks, ho look bad, bae, I need that
5.56 through your kneecap, I'm sippin' on drank, I done relapsed
Where the fuck is your car keys at? I'm steppin' out the house in Canada Goose, where is the Moncleezy at?
Yeah, I love this ho, did you peep that?
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Cut too deep, fuck
In the Track', drivin' dumb
Take pills 'til you're numb
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