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She text back, she talkin', now she serious (Serious)
She like eatin' pussy then that ain't your girlfriend (Nah)
Ain't no such thing as bicurious
'Boutta pop pop, no distractions
Fenty Beauty when she feel like bein' flashy (Bein' flashy)
I won't give no bread in the Gmail for any female (Female)
I don't like to have my shit with no attachments ('Tachments)
And her name is CiCi, she being CC (CC)
On them offshore accounts out in Tahiti
She got her own money so I breathe easy (Ah)
A lot of bitches they want what they want but need me (Yeah)
Couple bitches from the city come and see me (Come and see me)
I guess it's really different from the TV (Ooh yeah)
Three different personalities from all three weeks (Three weeks)
But I can't even front like it's beneath me (Ooh yeah)

She used to goin' to the steakhouse (Steakhouse)
We 'bout to fuck and order take out (Takeout)
She text me askin' "What are we?" (What are we?)
I don't know what the fuck to say dot dot dot She used to goin' to the steakhouse (Steakhouse)
We 'bout to fuck and order take out (Takeout)
She text me askin' "What are we?" (What are we?)
I don't know what the fuck to say dot dot dot

I text back a period, a period (Period)
She text back, she talkin', now she serious (Serious)
She like eatin' pussy then that ain't your girlfriend (Nah)
Ain't no such thing as bicurious