.'Scuse me
Y'all got me fucked up
Please don't get me fucked up
Now I'm really up, f*ck
Damn, we got 'em sick, huh?
Hundred thousand flights
Pockets looking like they bricks, huh
Said she couldn't find me, so a nigga put his wrist up
Wrist up, wrist up
Said she couldn't fin.
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