[Intro: The Inter Milan Ultras]
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I done had too many friends that died
Sometimes, I can't believe I'm still alive
She told you I ain't had it, but she lied
[Chorus: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried
Yeezy, why you do that to 'em?
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried
[Verse 2: Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign]
Signed her titties like she work at Hooters
She givin' blowjobs and I applied
She say she starvin', order her some fries
Still eat Popeye chicken, yeah, I'm fried
Put it on his life and then he died
You was typin' crazy, out your mind
This is not a typo, we replied
Said it's so good, let me feel
She pop a Plan B like Advil
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm—
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried
[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Pray on our enemies when we dine
Woke up with a billi' on my mind
Only one gon' walk away when we collide
Yuh, I'm just tryna put a billi' in a bank (Yes, sir)
Ayy, Waka Flocka goin' hard in the paint
They gon' bust it for me, they gon' leave a nigga stained
I'm the comeback king, yes sir
Bad bitch tryna give a lecture
Two bitches blow a check for sure
I'ma split a half a pill with her
[Chorus: Kanye West]
Bitch, don't play with me, you know I'm—
Boy, don't play with me, you know I'm fried
[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
King of the ace like Blackjack
Oh-oh-oh, she put the pussy on my mustache
Whoa-woah-oh, big chop, that's a must have
No lacking, no slipping
Clutching while I'm taking pictures
Oh-oh-oh, king of the ace like Blackjack
Oh-oh-oh, she put the pussy on my mustache
Whoa-woah-oh, big chop, that's a must have
No lacking, no slipping
Clutching while I'm taking pictures
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & The Inter Milan Ultras]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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