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Smooth drip how I shine like enamel
Rick Owens girl we on the same channel
Japanese bag it hold by the handle
In the castle bitch it light up with candles
Shoot her throat like her name was Amanda
On my neck is a pink white bandana
Black and white ghost I feel like a Hood Phantom
Top of my head is just red like I'm Santa
Love the way that she be rocking her patterns
Vivienne Westwood looking like Saturn
All black how she moving dark matter
Gon with the Nen how I'm running with magic
Got my bitch we fly over traffic
I'm pretty high I feel so damn fantastic
Rocking genesis in love with the classic
Think I'm in space I might trip over acid
High off the shroom my thinking so rapid
Cold inna winter like goose is my jacket
Chain on my leg and it making a racket
She think I'm evil she thought I was sabbath
Evel Knievel I jump and I vanish
Vegan Ramones and they doing some damage
Red lingerie and she looking romantic
Designer cologne and she taking advantage
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