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[Chorus]
I remember when I didn't have bands
Couldn't pull her, or her boujee ass friends (Uh)
Now I pull up to them hoes in a Benz (Uh)
She gon' fuck on me, and all of my friends
[...]
...brack, we ain't know how to act

[Verse]
90210, ho, two weeks before tour, I'm on bool mode
My n***a Kyro say he wanna box, I'm like, "Let's go"
Ain't shit to do anyway, take these hands to your skull
Lately, I've been poppin' pills 'till my eyes close
It's kinda like drugs give me a natural blindfold
Or maybe a devil workin', hell if I know
I can't let 'em win, I gotta keep chasin' the dough
Yeah, Mula, all baguette AP, jeweler
Fuck school, I'm Ferris Bueller with a new ruger
Used to run in n***a's bribs, an intruder
I learn from my brother, like a tutor
He really was a shooter
Lord knows, I'm a real sore loser
So, imagine how it felt when I lost her, a real sore loser
Turned to a shark, no barracuda
Shootin' up parks, thought they meant the students, 'cause they ain't got shit to do with it
[Chorus]
I remember when I didn't have bands
Couldn't pull her, or her boujee ass friends (Uh)
Now I pull up to them hoes in a Benz (Uh)
She gon' fuck on me, and all of my friends
[...]
...brack, we ain't know how to act