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ji beats - ms. rachel lyrics

(verse)
i want a bad b+tch that bring it all to me and i ain’t asked for it
baby where you wanna go? book a flight and get your passport
man your ex n+gga lame i bet he smokes newports
i ain’t finna hop in the coupe if it ain’t got no sports
one hundred dollar plate fifty dollar silver fork
lied to the b+tch face now she begging for divorce
b+tch handed me some money you had to do that sh+t with force
i’m popping out in designer kicks you hopping out in fours
huh d+mn that ain’t drip
poured a four in my soda i’m charging fifty for a sip
i want 100 for the eighth i want five hundred for the zip
i told the b+tch i want some face b+tch i ain’t want no kids
huh b+tch i ain’t want relations
i ain’t want the b+tch p+ssy, i can tell she in rotation
the b+tch taking screenshots, got the sh+t up in quotation
blocked the b+tch temporarily, i put her on probation
huh, dumb b+tch, yeah you asked for it
i don’t ever trust a b+tch, a b+tch will really get you backdoored
why the f+ck would i hate on a n+gga who ain’t have more?
why the f+ck would i hate on a n+gga who ain’t stacked four?
plus six racks b+tch, add it up, that’s ten stacks
that’s d+mn near my whole fit b+tch you better step back
i ain’t got a strap on me, dog sh+t up in this belt bag
i just threw a play in the air n+gga can you catch that?

(hook)
i’m with adam g03 and he just rolled up a dutch
scooby snacks in my mouth cuz this sh+t ain’t got no crutch
i really got it out the mud, i ain’t have to take no freebies
i’m a dog ass n+gga, b+tch said i’m another species
i’m with adam g03 and you know we going crazy
d+mn this b+tch call me daddy but i ain’t want no babies
i just poured up a two, got me itchin’ like its scabies
just rolled a three five, now i’m smoking on a eighthy
i just pulled a white b+tch, i’ma call her miss rachel
pink and blue hunnids got the b+tch looking biracial
i ain’t gotta say one word, this b+tch tryna give f+ll+tio
i need a b+tch that trap and scam d+mn that’s a perfect ratio
one hundred dollar plate, fifty dollar silver fork
lied to the b+tch face, now she begging for divorce
b+tch handed me some money, you had to do that sh+t with force
i’m popping out in designer kicks, you hopping out in fours
huh b+tch i ain’t want relations
i ain’t want the b+tch p+ssy, i can tell she in rotation
the b+tch taking screenshots, got the sh+t up in quotation
blocked the b+tch temporarily, i put her on probation

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