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Pull a mil' and that day ain't even have a goddamn deal On your pill, everyday I just be sipping Chamomile Mass appeal, everybody show up 'cause they know I'm here Every week, I be on her face, she think it's Cetaphil Up in my business, pull up in my bitch crib I got people locked and loaded like they trained for ISIS Askin' for forgiveness, I never said you'll have it Pullin' all these guns, but do you really want attention? Photo shoot the second I go out Catch me chillin' with Offset in a luau You gotta give a resume so I can see what you about Fuck your Snapchat, fuck your camera I need space like astronaut Please don't make me pull up on you Like Tom Sawyer, like to get right to the point And my sneakers match my sweater I got hella sauce like soy Like my dad, I'm the man, don't wanna see me mad What you doin'? Is you lost? Go ahead and call a cab, ayy Yesterday my mother called me She told me that she be worried 'Bout my food and what I eatin' I tell her it's calamari D'usse when I got no plans Sippin' on it after dinner Letras de cancionesYou say you hang with the man I see him when I'm in the mirror Pull a mil' and that day ain't even have a goddamn deal On your pill, everyday I just be sipping Chamomile Mass appeal, everybody show up 'cause they know I'm here Every week, I be on her face, she think it's Cetaphil Up in my business, pull up in my bitch crib I got people locked and loaded like they trained for ISIS Askin' for forgiveness, I never said you'll have it Pullin' all these guns, but do you really want attention? Diamonds on my wrist got her attention (hey!) When I pulled up in that drop top, Farnsworth Bentley (skrrt!) I heard your main bitch, she got me in her mentions (hey!) I am a Martian, I am not from this dimension (no!) All of this water drippin' on my Patek, like I rest it (drip) Fuck on your daughter, I won't test a bet, she in detention Drip drop, Gucci socks, bought my bitch Givenchy (hey!) No tick tock, Rolex watch, plain Jane, keepin' it simple Young rich nigga, in the trap with rich niggas Ain't goin' for a bitch nigga, choppa flip niggas (skrrt!) On my way up to eight figures, I don't need nigga No police, my neck on freeze, my dog breed killers Pull a mil' and that day ain't even have a goddamn deal On your pill, everyday I just be sipping Chamomile Mass appeal, everybody show up 'cause they know I'm here Every week, I be on her face, she think it's Cetaphil Up in my business, pull up in my bitch crib I got people locked and loaded like they trained for ISIS Askin' for forgiveness, I never said you'll have it Pullin' all these guns, but do you really want attention? From Letras Mania