One minute

(Ok yeah)
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(One minute) yeah
One minute you say you hate me
One minute you say you miss me
Babe I can’t deal with this your mind a mystery
You fien for attention like I do with nicotine 
I wanna believe your lies 
I’m in love with your cheeked up thighs

Baby I know you see me and my money printing 
I like stars on my roof I be star shopping 
Copped a new coup it was just shy of a milli 
I’m out in Philly everyone out here gettin jiggy 
My ex sees how I’m livin she sayin she loved me
Bitch I know you a lie, if people hatin on you your doin somethin right
I love an all supreme fit that shit fly
Don’t say I’m not loyal and fake baby your booty and lips counterfeit that’s no lie
Babe I used to be down bad for you 
I would’ve died for you
But you forgot serpents shed they skin, then I saw you for you 
Look at all the things you made me do
Im talkin gainin weight and fienin for your love
My paper was thin and I was on different drugs
Now my money thick and I flex on you for fun
Babe I try to be humble but you make it hard 
Especially when you keep bringin up your ex like he Superman 
And yet

(One minute) yeah
One minute you say you hate me
One minute you say you miss me
Babe I can’t deal with this your mind a mystery
You fien for attention like I do with nicotine 
I wanna believe your lies 
I’m in love with your cheeked up thighs

One minute you say you hate me
One minute you say you miss me
Babe I can’t deal with this your mind a mystery
You fien for attention like I do with nicotine 
I wanna believe your lies 
I’m in love with your cheeked up thighs

(Bye bitch) hahaha
Yeah

black male vocals, vibey, heavy 808 bass, spacey, adlibs, reverb, rap, chill rap, hype, very little singing, chill beat