Gifted

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[Hook] Dingers, tinted, they can't see who's in it Hit the block and we spin it, spin it, spin it Cock it, click it, I'm with bro and he with it Blam that yute or we ching it, ching it, ching it Louis bag she come kitted, tight jeans I don't know how she fit it If the bitch bad we can kick it, kick it, kick it She finna pay for the ticket, told her back it up and she didn't Whine your waist, you so gifted, gifted, gifted [Verse 1] Bro said no tools in the ride, I can't lie, I still bring it Screw the driver, Phillips Fly out the ride, drill it Vroom, skid it, broom, quidditch They can't find where we hid it We don't claim the work but we did it Bad B, text me, yo sexy, have you eaten? Taste my meat but she vegan Penthouse suite with a sweet ting Told me, choke her, I don't know how she's still breathing Don't mention love, what's the meaning? I bust my nut then I'm leaving [Hook] Dingers, tinted, they can't see who's in it Hit the block and we spin it, spin it, spin it Cock it, click it, I'm with bro and he with it Blam that yute or we ching it, ching it, ching it Louis bag she come kitted, tight jeans I don't know how she fit it If the bitch bad we can kick it, kick it, kick it She finna pay for the ticket, told her back it up and she didn't Whine your waist, you so gifted, gifted, gifted [Verse 2] In the mirror applying her make-up, putting on lip gloss Whining her waist up,she play me or she dance on tik tok Nails her done up, pum pum turn up Back then I was punching but I hit when I come up Went on a glide with bro, would've been cool if I went there one up Wish I was there when shh got done up No tan, got his skin bun up Mayday, mayday, brown one called nae nae Tick like her boyfriend day date Give her dick then vacate [Hook] Dingers, tinted, they can't see who's in it Hit the block and we spin it, spin it, spin it Cock it, click it, I'm with bro and he with it Blam that yute or we ching it, ching it, ching it Louis bag she come kitted, tight jeans I don't know how she fit it If the bitch bad we can kick it, kick it, kick it She finna pay for the ticket, told her back it up and she didn't Whine your waist, you so gifted, gifted, gifted
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