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change her life - future lyrics

[verse 1]
rubies and emeralds
emeralds [?] residuals
i feel like i’m [?]
i got them mad, they sad, they pitiful
got these demons with me
got my cross froze
treat me like i’m a god, did the impossible
i push up on a dime on a [?]
this b*tch came with a chauffer and panty loafers
[?] and went over quarter
rock medallions and gold, i’m a royal flush
put the b*tterfly door on the lamb truck
i got suicide thoughts, got my wrist cut
get a million a show, watch the wristfl!ck
i got mob ties for the rich b*tch
watch her catch it just for the logistics
i’ma pull it out and let her kiss it
need over a hundred vibes, i’m a misfit
[bridge]
need over a hundred vibes
just so i can forget about all of my pain
without the attire, just for the flier
and take half a ticket just for the name
i feel like messiah
i’m gettin’ higher ’til i can’t see no evil, yeah
i’m ridin’ around with a trio
i came in ferrari it ain’t none but 2 seaters

[chorus]
a hundred b*tches ain’t enough, yeah
a hundred million ain’t enough, yeah
that audemar thought it was enough, yeah
the richard mille wasn’t enough, yeah
skydiving amalfi coast, yeah
my patek wrist cost me a ghost, yeah
two bezels got these girls obsessed
on money and drugs we havin’ s*x
she come with no panties, i put d*ck in her flesh
i’m trippin’ in x, got her soakin’ wet
put her in the foreign, sixth*gear shift
change her clothes, gonna change her life
rose gold froze, make your b*tch go bite
bought out the stores, [?] like [tyson?]
pull up on rodeo, bouta go and shoot dice
all hood n*ggas on a pj flight
[verse 2]
one in the head
take you outta sight
i’m on a million, spillin’ in ice
done a few wrong, made a few right
kush [?] and play with the white
b*tch get seasick, tryna check the time
rubies and emeralds, and whole lotta diamonds
pop outside when i feel like flyin’
n*ggas gon’ hide cuz they know they gon’ die
just off the curb i was serving them feens
hit a few l!cks now i feel like a king
i was the first to put the pink on my ring
bouta go splurge in chrome heart jeans
re’d*up again had to buy new machines
me and my twin like to drink codeine
f*ck the same b*tch like we ain’t [?]
i’ma need another arm got too much bling
you ain’t even built like that put the key up
go and shoot dice all day better re*up
i put that trap on a car when i stain
i’ma pay up when they scatter your brains
got too much blood on my money my chains
drinking on mud bouta go buy a plane
i got that murder squad sh*t in my veins
me and my n*ggas, we thinkin’ the same
[chorus]
a hundred b*tches ain’t enough, yeah
a hundred million ain’t enough, yeah
that audemar thought it was enough, yeah
the richard mille wasn’t enough, yeah
skydiving amalfi coast, yeah
my patek wrist cost me a ghost, yeah
two bezels got these girls obsessed
on money and drugs we havin’ s*x
she come with no panties, i put d*ck in her flesh
i’m trippin’ in x, got her soakin’ wet
put her in the foreign, sixth*gear shift
change her clothes, gonna change her life
rose gold froze, make your b*tch go bite
bought out the stores, [?] like [tyson?]
pull up on rodeo, bouta go and shoot dice
real street n*gga boardin’ on the private flight

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