.[Intro: James Colt]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: James Colt]
Sad boy flex, ice up on my neck
Runnin' up these checks, everywhere, I get respect
Shawty wanna fuck, now I'm thinkin' she should chill
Sippin' on this drink and she p.
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