[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign x2]
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I’m g'on get my issue [x3] (Yeah)
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[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
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I don’t do too much talking, I’m tryna come in, get off with it
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Tell you what it is, Imma boss up
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You like it when I treat you like a toss up
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We gon fuck then first to count em
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I hope the motherfucker, don’t call back
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I ain’t tryna get you caught up
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I know you just want to ball up
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These hoes ain’t shit, niggas ain’t shit either
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So what, we gon do our stuff, yeah
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Cause right now ain’t nothing going on, we fucking
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And we ain’t worried bout, worried bout nothing
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
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Red or black, smell the OG gas, classic
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Cars and jars, [?] ass bitch want to be where the clouds are
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Every time we make an appearance, they taking the experience
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No top, disappearing act, baby girl give me top when I’m steering that
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In the cut like no Gs up, what we don’t drink we spill
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Glad your iPhone storage full, I told you that shit is real
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Home girl in the cut like how I’m gon get this picture
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Higher than a motherfucker, liable to cuss a nigga out when I’m on that liquor
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Baby face attract a nigga, and my stacks is bigger, so believe that
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[Hook x5]
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[Interlude: Mike Posner]
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Just cause I'm looking in your eyes don't mean shit
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I still got my jewelry on while I'm deep in
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I slip out the hotel room while you're sleepin'
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Never meant to do you wrong [x5]
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Issue
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