Baby, don't go through my phone
Green Montaigne climbing the stadiums
I don't love you much anymore, you're a liar, my bro
You die after a bissap

I'll be there in twenty minutes, bitch, send the address
Only big toxic clouds in the car
Don't act like Tony, don't come threaten us
I have this metal that won't let you go

Wherever you want, I've already used this cash
No, she will never come back
My baby, I don't want to hurt you
NMR, my nigga, no mask

The Balmain full of money
Little son of a bitch, no, she will never come back
She says I'm not normal, but
Baby, I don't want to hurt you, yeah

If I was paid, I'm not sorry
Clean the iron, I fuck all your friends
Fuck your mother, your buddy does nothing
Never satisfied, I swear on my life
The sun on my head, nigga, when I undress her
Yeah, yeah, I'm not your friend
And black are the hands

We carry the balls, fuck the artist's life
The hate, I saw it in your eye
Fuck your mother, in the pursuit of happiness
The cash darkens me every day that God makes

You have nothing to teach me, I have nothing to envy you
No, no one to stop me from eating, no
Trigger them, it's the own
I fuck them, they're not men

Baby, don't go through my phone
Green Montaigne climbing the stadiums
I don't love you much anymore, you're a liar, my bro
You die after a bissap

I'll be there in twenty minutes, bitch, send the address
Only big toxic clouds in the car
Don't act like Tony, don't come threaten us
I have this metal that won't let you go

Wherever you want, I've already used this cash
No, she will never come back
My baby, I don't want to hurt you
NMR, my nigga, no mask

The Balmain full of money
Little son of a bitch, no, she will never come back
She says I'm not normal, but
Baby, I don't want to hurt you, yeah

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