24hrs - 200 MESSAGES

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IPhone, two hundred messages
Fuck it, I never got back
I was too busy with her, pshh
I was too busy with that
Fuck you a hundred percent
You know that pussy is spent
What you spend in five months
That what I spend on my rent
IPhone, two hundred messages
Fuck it, I never got back
I was too busy with her, pshh
I was too busy with that
Fuck you a hundred percent
You know that pussy is spent
What you spend in five months
That what I spend on my rent
I made a hundred in ninety days
That’s like a band a day
I’m on the hustle, for real
Out of the mud, I got muscle, for real
She get mad, I Louis her feet
I got a goal, a hundred a week
Niggas get mad, they shoot and kill
R.I.P. to Big Boo, for real
Shawty, you know it’s not cool to chill
My bitch will find you and kill you, for real
I spent a hundred on denim jeans
(I spent a hundred on denim jeans)
IPhone, two hundred messages
Fuck it, I never got back
I was too busy with her, pshh
I was too busy with that
Fuck you a hundred percent
You know that pussy is spent
What you spend in five months
That what I spend on my rent
IPhone, two hundred messages
Fuck it, I never got back
I was too busy with her, pshh
I was too busy with that
Fuck you a hundred percent
You know that pussy is spent
What you spend in five months
That what I spend on my rent