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Is that your girl?
That’s your chick
She don’t hold me I might just trip
Hold shit down
That’s so chill
Know the story, I’m not gon’ tell
Might fuck up and wants you to fail
She don’t want you to fail
She don’t want you to write no poems
Get her to the room and write them all
Might just trip
Is she had enough
Then take your side
And fight over for you
You like to strip
Slay the blunt
Made of mine
Now she loyal