.Yo, outside her Brooklyn apartment
She had a new crew now and I ain't part of it
Tattoo on her wrists, so the scars are hid
And I ain't trying to lose you like an argument
F*ck beef and everybody who started it
Walk in to the bar and they card the kid
Good (good), 'cause I'm twenty.
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