Ayy, Hedi Slimane, slim bitch, give heady
Me and Rosh killing shit, it gets messy
I'm so hot but I'm cold like yeti
Skinny bitch, skinny bitch, but her back like jelly
Ice cream cake, yeah, the pack come smelly
Yeah, we coming in the game like terrorists
Yeah, your bitch love me cause I'm the best at it
I got the zoot and Rosh got the cigarette
Late night driving you know we got the coupe spinning
Yeah, I don't drink yak, I be safe with it
She got a pink bra, she got lace on it
They want a piece of my soul 'cause I'm making hits
And no, I won't stop
I'm in your bitch pussy and she telling me don't stop
Cinnamon cereal on the floor but I'm on top
I sleep on the floor but I'm on top
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