Meek tightened his grip on the sleek, gold pistol he held to her head and tossed her the small baggy of cocaine. "What's it gonna be, Robyn? You either stop fucking with her or I'll make sure she hates your guts." He snarled. Oh, and babe I'm fist fighting with fire Just to get close to you Can we burn something babe? And I run for miles just to get a taste Must be love on the brain

"If your breath gets quick, that's normal If my hands move slick, that's normal We could smoke one first if you tryna get lit My weed on ten come take a hit"

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