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Internet Money, Juice WRLD & Trippie Redd
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[00:00.30] Internet Money, *****

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[00:16.00] Baby, come and have a blast with me

[00:19.10] Do everything I say like your majesty

[00:22.00] **** with the gang and it be a tragedy

[00:25.20] **** with my shooters, they in the back with me

[00:28.70] **** with me baby, come get this bag with me

[00:31.50] Been alone for a minute, that **** been dragging me

[00:35.10] Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me

[00:38.10] Tryna get in that *****, baby, that mac and cheese

[00:41.70] I cannot show these ******* no sympathy

[00:44.60] Or these ******, they simps and they hella ***** to me

[00:47.90] I was just fortunate, got the remedy

[00:51.00] **** that ***** and then dip, I got them chips to receive, yeah

[00:55.00] Baby, come and have a blast with me

[00:57.50] Do everything I say like your majesty

[01:00.80] **** with the gang and it be a tragedy

[01:04.00] **** with my shooters, they in the back with me (Uh)

[01:07.40] You picked that knife up and you stabbin' me

[01:10.60] Wish it was a paper cut, but it's a gash, I bleed out

[01:14.40] And the way you keep harassin' me

[01:17.00] It's a shame this the way that it has to be, oh

[01:21.10] Uh, yeah, time is of the essence

[01:23.50] You know damn well you bring hell, I should call a reverend

[01:26.70] Devil horns on a angel, still haven't learned my lesson (Uh)

[01:30.10] We're a mess and our life's a wreck (Hey)

[01:33.50] Toxic, toxic, toxic

[01:35.80] The most beautiful things grow old and start rottin'

[01:39.10] I should've turned away when I found out you were demonic

[01:42.30] Let's be honest, you're the devil's daughter

[01:45.80] Say hey to your father, uh, he owe me twenty dollars

[01:50.80] We gon' run through hell with like twenty-hundred choppers

[01:53.60] We gon' give 'em hell and I put that on my mama

[01:56.60] Me and Trippie Redd boolin' back in the Bahamas

[01:59.70] Baby, come and have a blast with me

[02:02.60] Do everything I say like your majesty

[02:05.70] **** with the gang and it be a tragedy

[02:08.90] **** with my shooters, they in the back with me

[02:12.30] **** with me baby, come get this bag with me

[02:15.40] Been alone for a minute, that **** been dragging me

[02:18.50] Craving your love, it's heart-attacking me

[02:21.80] Tryna get in that *****, baby, that mac and cheese

[02:26.20] Gang, gang, gang

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[02:30.00] Probably ******' your mama

[02:31.10] Three K on my wrist like André

[02:32.90] Servin' like entrée

[02:35.60] Ha, huh, you dig? You dig? You dig?

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