STARBUCKS / #FANGIRL
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GFELDS On The Beat
Yeah, she think I'm famous, yeah, she wanna come through
Smoke a lot of gas, I forgot about you
These niggas talk the talk, but, I can walk too
And don't think I fuck with you, 'cause I ain't want to
'Cause I ain't want to, take the bitch to Starbucks
And she said she fuck with me, 'cause I give no fucks
Follow me at the parking lot, I'm doing donuts
We like rabid boys, 'cause you can't control us
Side hoes, foreign money, count up
I just popped a xanny, shit, I'm gonna throw up
We like One Direction, 'cause your bitches know us
And she follow us, 'cause she wanna glow up
And I saw her, but it's not gon' work
You a stupid bitch, even when I'm sober
She a little thot, she want me to hold her
Smoking on a blunt, I ain't even know her
Sugar-free Sprite, do it all in the spot
Trippin' on acid, my baby don't fight
Broski got arrested, thought he wanna snort the white
I'ma smoke all day and lie high like a kite
Bitch, I'm Octi, Hi, what you gonna do today
Take the Trues off, finna fly away
Blastin' off in my headphones, can't hear what you say
Wanna call the cops, bitch, you have to never pray
Yeah, she think I'm famous, yeah, she wanna come through
Smoke a lot of gas, I forgot about you
These niggas talk the talk, but I can walk too
And don't think I fuck with you, 'cause I ain't want to
'Cause I ain't want to, take the bitch to Starbucks
And she said she fuck with me, 'cause I give no fucks
Follow me at the parking lot, I'm doing donuts
We like rabid boys, 'cause you can't control us
GFELDS On The Beat
Yeah, she think I'm famous, yeah, she wanna come through
Smoke a lot of gas, I forgot about you
These niggas talk the talk, but, I can walk too
And don't think I fuck with you, 'cause I ain't want to
'Cause I ain't want to, take the bitch to Starbucks
And she said she fuck with me, 'cause I give no fucks
Follow me at the parking lot, I'm doing donuts
We like rabid boys, 'cause you can't control us
Side hoes, foreign money, count up
I just popped a xanny, shit, I'm gonna throw up
We like One Direction, 'cause your bitches know us
And she follow us, 'cause she wanna glow up
And I saw her, but it's not gon' work
You a stupid bitch, even when I'm sober
She a little thot, she want me to hold her
Smoking on a blunt, I ain't even know her
Sugar-free Sprite, do it all in the spot
Trippin' on acid, my baby don't fight
Broski got arrested, thought he wanna snort the white
I'ma smoke all day and lie high like a kite
Bitch, I'm Octi, Hi, what you gonna do today
Take the Trues off, finna fly away
Blastin' off in my headphones, can't hear what you say
Wanna call the cops, bitch, you have to never pray
Yeah, she think I'm famous, yeah, she wanna come through
Smoke a lot of gas, I forgot about you
These niggas talk the talk, but I can walk too
And don't think I fuck with you, 'cause I ain't want to
'Cause I ain't want to, take the bitch to Starbucks
And she said she fuck with me, 'cause I give no fucks
Follow me at the parking lot, I'm doing donuts
We like rabid boys, 'cause you can't control us
GFELDS On The Beat