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[Verse 1]
I be in my bag like blunt wraps
I wanna run away and never come back
She gon run away and never wanna come back
She say I don't no love back
I know I got a problem with expressing myself
It's because I feel like less than myself
Sometimes I hate dressing myself
If you ever see my buying Supreme, please help

[Verse 2]
You couldn't catch me copping no prada
Niggas is broke, can't even afford water That's why I'm tryna come up with a brand new come up
Come up with some shit that's gon make my check run up
Run up, run up, run up
Never been a trackstar, running to the trap hard
Working on a tape like Scotch write my paycheck

[Hook]
Wrapping up a lame like a Backwood
Bump his recent tape like it's that good
Y'all be on dick like it's Facebook
Y'all be on dick like it's Facebook

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