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[Intro: Savage Ga$p] It's Lil Ga$p and Lil Wintr! (and Blatz) [Hook: Savage Ga$p] I'm hardly with all that romance shit I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit Type to tell to take her some shots up in Kansas Type to walk up in here, you just stare like damn bitch And I'm hardly with all that romance shit I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit Type to send me snaps of her cashed out in Paris And she tell me stick to romantics, you can't spit [Verse 1: Savage Ga$p] But she fly like jet blue Don't ever text back, but you know I text you Came and you stepped through, chain on your neck too Got Raf all on me, you know I flex too But baby I come through Say you ain't with that, don't need no love too I know sometimes it turns into deuces and fuck you's Fuck all that romance but I love that, I love you [Verse 2: Lil Wintr] Bitch you a ten, I'm about you Got so many girls, there's something different 'bout you Fuck the romance, girl I swear this ain't nothing new I could show you off and cash out on these pants too Cashing out on you, girl I'm really 'bout it Something 'bout the way you moving really got me All these hoes but you the one, I'm really 'bout this Stacking up the cash, flex in all of my fits [Hook: Savage Ga$p] I'm hardly with all that romance shit I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit Type to tell to take her some shots up in Kansas Type to walk up in here, you just stare like damn bitch And I'm hardly with all that romance shit I just make the songs for the bad girls you can't hit Type to send me snaps of her cashed out in Paris And she tell me stick to romantics, you can't spit [Verse 3: Blatz] And I ain't into none of that romance shit I ain't holding hands, you won't ever catch me slow dancin' Diamonds on me prancin', she say "Blatz, you so damn handsome" But I can't do your love, I swear that thing is such a cancer That's why you call my phone and I don't answer Girl I did everything for you, I even stopped sippin' on that Fanta I lie, say I don't miss you and you hurt, but what's worse 'cause I just can't fuck with these issues and we burnt, run and then swerve Now I got girls that wear Fendi and Louis They travel the world, livin' life like like a movie Never did get caught up in drama with Ruby She's zero below, the shawty's so cold I love how her gold matches up with her tooly She ride the whip, just candy paint and ruby She ride the dick 'cause the pussy go [?] You and the money that thing I'm pursuin' I landed in NY, I told her this lie We up in Manhattan diffusing our eyes She told me she loved me, caught me by surprise These other girls, can't stand 'em, nah I held your heart for the ransom You doing ghost, I need phantom I need the answers like ScanTron But it's still fuck that romancin'
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