| You think you’re popping like an Eggo waffle
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| Bragging how your shits straight, it’s horizontal
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| Driving 'round that Audi like you own it like you bought it
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| But the truth is that you rented it from Enterprise exotic
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| Acting like you got zeros to the right
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| So why you eating at McDonald’s every night?
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| And if it doesn’t make dollars then it doesn’t make sense
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| Not the common kind but the one that pays rent
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| And you’re drowning and you’re trying to stay afloat
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| You keep scanning the horizon, look for any kind of boat
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| Said you’re like a smoke show
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| Hype up that ego
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| See, I’ve gotta let you know
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| Oh, I’m leaving you on read
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| Not talking 'bout colors, I’m talking that thread
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| Trust me that shit was seen
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| Not talking 'bout crime, all my messages clean
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| I got the last word and nothing was said
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| Hopefully, that plays around in your head
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| See, I’m leaving you on read, yeah
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| See, I’m leaving you on read, yeah yeah
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| You think your fire like a bottle of Tabasco
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| That shit’s expired got no heat, complete fiasco
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| Sending me the pictures of your kitchen all in marble
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| When the truth is it’s an open house last Sunday, Santa Barbara
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| When you drove up to visit your mom
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| 'Cause you’ve been sleeping on her couch all along
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| And now you’re wearing self-pity like a torn party dress
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| Avoiding all the mirrors 'cause you know your life’s a mess
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| And you’re drowning, you’re trying to stay afloat
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| You keep scanning the horizon, look for any kind of boat, yeah
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| Said you’re like a smoke show (Said you’re like a…)
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| Hype up that ego (Hype up that, hype up that ego)
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| See, I’ve gotta let you know (I gotta let you know, yeah)
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| Oh, I’m leaving you on read
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| Not talking 'bout colors, I’m talking that thread
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| Trust me that shit was seen
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| Not talking 'bout crime, all my messages clean
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| I got the last word and nothing was said
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| Hopefully, that plays around in your head
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| See, I’m leaving you on read
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| See, I’m leaving you on read
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| Wrote you a novel without a pen
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| Have a response but it’s in my head, yeah
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| You’re just an ass, not a thoroughbred
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| So, I wrote you a novel without a pen
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| Said I’m leaving you on read
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| Not talking 'bout colors, I’m talking that thread
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| Trust me that shit was seen
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| Not talking 'bout crime, all my messages clean
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| I got the last word and nothing was said
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| Hopefully, that plays around in your head
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| See, I’m leaving you on read
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| See, I’m leaving you on read
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| I got the last word and nothing was said
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| Yeah, yeah, that shit plays around in your head
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| Said I’m leaving you on read |