| I don’t believe in the devil
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| These bad hoes goin' get me in trouble
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| Do ya' dig, like through the rubble?
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| All this liquor in me got me seeing double
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| I’m not special
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| These off-whites don’t make me special
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| You drip harder and get wetter
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| All this Gucci on me make me feel better
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| All this Gucci on me make me feel feathered
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| Fly shit only, bad bitch never lonely
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| Only smoking what she roll me
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| That’s my wotie
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| Bad bitch make me feel better
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| All this Gucci on me make me feel
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| Make me feel, baby, show me something real
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| Something real, I just want to feel, yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| I don’t believe in the devil
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| These bad hoes goin' get me in trouble
|
| Do ya' dig, like through the rubble?
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| All this liquor in me got me seeing double
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| Do ya' dig?
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| All around the world
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| We’re being chased by oblivion
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| Walk around my hood, they ask you «Where you from?»
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| Gladiators all belong in stadiums
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| I’m not special
|
| These off-whites don’t make me special
|
| You drip harder and get wetter
|
| All this Gucci on me make me feel better
|
| All this Gucci on me make me feel feathered
|
| Fly shit only, bad bitch never lonely
|
| Only smoking what she roll me
|
| That’s my wotie
|
| Bad bitch make me feel better
|
| All this Gucci on me make me feel
|
| Make me feel, baby, show me something real
|
| Something real, I just want to feel, yeah
|
| Oh yeah, oh
|
| All around the world
|
| We’re being chased by oblivion
|
| Walk around my hood, they ask you «Where you from?»
|
| Gladiators all belong in stadiums
|
| All around the world
|
| We’re being chased by oblivion
|
| Walk around my hood, they ask you «Where you from?»
|
| Gladiators all belong in stadiums
|
| All around the world
|
| We’re being chased by oblivion
|
| Walk around my hood, they ask you «Where you from?»
|
| Gladiators all belong in stadiums |