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[Intro]
Bitch, yeah
Bitch, yeah
Bitch, yeah
[Verse]
I've been fucking with them fizzy pink juices
Jolly rancher, diluted
Double cup, sprite with it
Please put some ice in it
My hoe look real good, and she know that I'm with it
They say "Bros over hoes"
Your motto never changed, yo
Bitch playing god like range rovers
Caked out, no celebration
Riding off this hangover, rollin' up this elevation
But damn that shit feels good
Damn, I've been waiting for this
Come into my waiting room, she wait until she beg for it
They wanna underestimate me cause they unqualified
Bitch I been head to new
Check my fucking wallet size
Hittin licks like a base player
So stay up in your own lane, player
I must be the devil, cause I come through when they say I'm crazy like
"This bitch need Jesus, this bitch need jesus" (Oh no)
Bitch that shit been old
Soul Train radios
Everything look wavy cause Doja got you seasick
I'm good nigga, I'm wavy
But you would rather hand me this shit
[Outro]
Doja
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