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necklace - justin stone lyrics

[chorus: justin stone]
i want a tesla whip, i do not text the b*tch
boy, you a p*ssy, i rest in it
you know that seven digits is the estimate, estimate
we don’t do favors, don’t f*ck with you anyways
she wanna f*ck for the flexes in
she just a number i’m runnin’ this summer
so she want my hands where her necklace is
i want a tesla whip, i do not text the b*tch
boy, you a p*ssy, i rest in it
you know that seven digits is the estimate
we don’t do favors, don’t f*ck with you anyways
she wanna f*ck for the flexes in
she just a number i’m runnin’ this summer
so she want my hands where her necklace is
[verse 1: justin stone]
i’m a phenomena, i got the hoes and the haters all bobbin’ they dome
it is so obvious that i’m the one she’s paging when no one is home
roster is different each month like it’s been out of season
like d*mn he did feed them, where the f*ck did they go?
i got you boys so i left her alone
if i pull out then y’all missin’ the flow
sh*t, i’m alone, hide what i’m feelin’ inside of my soul, woah
don’t like what i’m doing, but sh*t, i’m just good at it, lead on that hoe, oh
cause i get it then make her obsessed
it’s all because my ego’s a mess
i cannot help that i’m toxic, i crave the chaos and s*x, yeah
24/7 depressed, she wish she’d think of me less but she can’t
i curve any girl that i want, why would i wait
smokin’ on joints on like a tank
i’m chiefin’, chillin’
i pass it to sami, they walkin’ by starin’, we know that it stink
loud in the air, sayin’ now that i’m waiting on karma to show up
the f*ck do you think?

[chorus: justin stone]
i want a tesla whip, i do not text the b*tch
boy, you a p*ssy, i rest in it
you know that seven digits is the estimate, estimate
we don’t do favors, don’t f*ck with you anyways
she wanna f*ck for the flexes in
she just a number i’m runnin’ this summer
so she want my hands where her necklace is
i want a tesla whip, i do not text the b*tch
boy, you a p*ssy, i rest in it
you know that seven digits is the estimate
we don’t do favors, don’t f*ck with you anyways
she wanna f*ck for the flexes in
she just a number i’m runnin’ this summer
so she want my hands where her necklace is
[verse 2: beatspeare]
don’t take turns, they make hoes like a laser
ain’t got no time for no haters
don’t f*ck with anyone not doing favors
just being myself, now i’m doing it major
all of these b*tches is fried
i got the realest and she by my side
i cannot lose, n**** step to the side
hit justin and sami, i know they gon’ ride, stay on my grind
i keep them dollar bills on my mind
my family is the reason why i grind
i could’ve failed about a thousand times
i found my gift and now i gotta shine
b*tch, i’m drippin’ like i’m water whippin’
took a long time to be in my position
got faith in it like it’s my religion so i never stop, f*ck the opposition
addicted to money, been diagnosed
you must be crazy thinkin’ i’m a joke
hop in the benz but i get girls
f*ck new friends cause the clique dope
b*tches be fake as sh*t, the baddest ones be the basic b*tch
clearly i been through some sh*t
but i’m speakin’ facts, tell that little b*tch, i wanna

[chorus: justin stone]
tesla whip, i do not text the b*tch
boy, you a p*ssy, i rest in it
you know that seven digits is the estimate, estimate
we don’t do favors, don’t f*ck with you anyways
she wanna f*ck for the flexes in
she just a number i’m runnin’ this summer
so she want my hands where her necklace is
i want a tesla whip, i do not text the b*tch
boy, you a p*ssy, i rest in it
you know that seven digits is the estimate
we don’t do favors, don’t f*ck with you anyways
she wanna f*ck for the flexes in
she just a number i’m runnin’ this summer
so she want my hands where her necklace is

- justin stone lyrics

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