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5'7" Her mother face with her father complexion Turn me down—turn me down a little bit! 5'7" Mother face with her father complexion I might go one bar for one bar I wanna put some life into this shit Uh 5'7" Her mother face with her father complexion Tried school, wasn't for her, she left it Last nigga was stressin' her Five foot, Fashion Nova a seven Wasted time, she just charged it to debit Only hurt when she let it Take a selfie, need a caption for the plot Want some time, ain't even askin' for a lot You're stronger than I'll ever be Focus on yourself, you make a better me Holdin' back that smile, baby, let me see Can't sleep at night, perfect time to think and write Blinkin' lights, party lit, your bitches got you drinkin' light Better than home, Karaoke to Aiko, you'll be a'ight Rolled her own joint, she just need a light I respect your hustle Letras de cancionesKept it cute even when that nigga said "fuck you" Now you single, coach your friends through they troubles Body Bath Work the bubbles Burn your sage, he gon' show you if he want you Watch your heart, you tryna step around "I love you"s I know, I know who's who Keep tryna tell yourself, that's what dudes do Games, you refuse to Lonely 'cause you choose to What's her name? A'ight a boy cool too Mirror with your ass out, nobody to send nudes to Your probably thinkin' you ain't have a voice Found out you was strong, you ain't have a choice Kept a bright smile at your baddest point Told me about myself and you had a point Shit, you told me about myself and you had a point Mother face with her father complexion Mother face with her father complexion Mother face with her father complexion Mother face with her father complexion Uh, still stuck in her ways Another nigga blocked 'cause he played Out in Miami with her bitches couple days Tryna fuck on the first night Wasn't how she was raised Had a baby lost and she takin' that to the grave Hookah, Henny, ice A bag case she spend the night, is that right? Hit the blunt twice, she talkin' 'bout her life I found out she bisexual, found out she work Her father left her mom when she was ten, she still hurt She'd rather be alone Her brother caught a body, but he stole, he comin' home His bitches left him stinkin', she keep money on his phone And wonder if she could have it Tryna lose weight, she on salad Dreams of bein' queen in the palace A lil' insecure but the baddest Her Instagram make her feel valid Nothin' chaged Her last went back his last, it's a funny game Said she done with him and she wasn't playin' Try not to cry with this simp shit Bunch of situationships and lessons, never meant shit New nigga don't understand her bitch fits Her intuition jumpin', she could sense shit Probably got a girl on some pimp shit Damn, you enough, baby, sound it out Lot of down days, but it's way more you could smile about Pick your head up, what you frownin' 'bout Lot of down days, but it's way more you could smile about Way more you could smile about From Letras Mania