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Monogamy Town!!! (feat. Patipat) Video (MV)






False Blonde - Monogamy Town!!! (feat. Patipat) Lyrics




My arm seven and seven
Gotta turn it up, call it ten or eleven
Slay that pussy, yeah I send it to heaven
It's a numbers game, arithmetic progression
I give my exes depression
Flexing on you hoes with my style of expression
I make your whole year in a session
Bitches look alive, imma teach you a lesson

ML on the dock, then I pull up on your block
Made in Oz, Aussie when I drop
Never stop, always on the top
On the air making waves
Call it belly flop
I got city bitches yeah you know that they fine
But she fishing for attention when she drop me a line
I don't f*ck with no one wasting my time
So if you're you're looking for a ladder find a new one to climb

Patipat is getting patipaid
Bills bills bills, i get money every day
If you don't f*ck with false, get out my way
Bitch it's patipat, f*ck what they say
Pop pop hear the bullets ricochet
I got firepower, I got ice in the tray
You get iced if you don't do what I say
Pull up on your block and then we take you away

My arm seven and seven
Gotta turn it up, call it ten or eleven
Slay that pussy, yeah I send it to heaven
It's a numbers game, arithmetic progression
I give my exes depression
Flexing on you hoes with my style of expression
I make your whole year in a session
Bitches look alive, imma teach you a lesson
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My arm seven and seven
Gotta turn it up, call it ten or eleven
Slay that pussy, yeah I send it to heaven
It's a numbers game, arithmetic progression
I give my exes depression
Flexing on you hoes with my style of expression
I make your whole year in a session
Bitches look alive, imma teach you a lesson

ML on the dock, then I pull up on your block
Made in Oz, Aussie when I drop
Never stop, always on the top
On the air making waves
Call it belly flop
I got city bitches yeah you know that they fine
But she fishing for attention when she drop me a line
I don't f*ck with no one wasting my time
So if you're you're looking for a ladder find a new one to climb

Patipat is getting patipaid
Bills bills bills, i get money every day
If you don't f*ck with false, get out my way
Bitch it's patipat, f*ck what they say
Pop pop hear the bullets ricochet
I got firepower, I got ice in the tray
You get iced if you don't do what I say
Pull up on your block and then we take you away

My arm seven and seven
Gotta turn it up, call it ten or eleven
Slay that pussy, yeah I send it to heaven
It's a numbers game, arithmetic progression
I give my exes depression
Flexing on you hoes with my style of expression
I make your whole year in a session
Bitches look alive, imma teach you a lesson
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Writer: Olivia Reinebach, Patipat Luangwirun, Quentin Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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