One minute

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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

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