.[Verse 1]
Bitch, when I call, pick the phone up
Hit the blunt fast then I slow up
Everybody out there got motives
When it come to you they got no love
Bitch I'm used to the sight of teens who quit life
Breathe in squeeze tight I'm gone for the night
I'm leaving for.
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