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[intro]
uh, uh

[verse]
not the stick+around type (nope), leave that to your mammy, ho
n+gga come around actin’ b+tchy, sneakin’ cameos
leave+your+b+tch+for+me fine, she ain’t on my eye level (nah)
i look like heaven on earth, still treat him like the d+mn devil
ask god, “why b+tches turnt?” he the reason (he the one)
with no hesitation, i put hoes in sit+down season (for real)
see so much of me in b+tches, you wouldn’t even believe it
i don’t gotta say a thing, my prеsence do the spеaking
what the f+ck i look like sharin’ a n+gga when i’m at my peak?
tom ford shimmer oil, in miami, body tea
always gave it, pieced up in the latest, none of this sh+t cheap
how the f+ck you broke as h+ll, but always gotta kekeke?
irked off on a b+tch n+gga, had too many ho ways
i don’t want the n+gga if the n+gga in his broke phase (if the n+gga in his broke phase)
popped it all year, i ain’t waitin’ ’til my birthday
my wrist presi’ gold plain, on the face say “thursday”
off with her head, ain’t play safe, now she sorry (godd+mn)
lychee me, i’m ducked off at katanas, private party
throwin’ salt and still be the ones feelin’ salty (grown ass)
your n+gga on my tail feather, come and grab him off me

[outro]
come and get this n+gga the f+ck up off me
ayy, and shouldn’t nothin’ ugly be worried about me (never ever)
all 2024, you hoes need to stay the f+ck in your lane
on god
hahaha, for real
straight the f+ck up
none of y’all hoes safe

- blakeiana lyrics

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