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absolut-p - drug dealerz model lyrics

[intro]
this sh#t stupid
(uh#oh, close the door)

[chorus]
mane
f#ck that b#tch and her whole life, i don’t give a f#ck about that sh#t
f#ck putting on a show for a b#tch, that’s clearly miserable, aye
so worried about a n#gga, uhh
tighten up lil b#tch
you’ll, never, ever, find a vibe like this, uhh
you can forget about a lil n#gga
no cap, yeah, yeah
just pull up on another jit, yeah, yeah
and that’s that, aye
drug dealers model, i’m trippin’ off psychedelics, while i’m rockin’ new fits
aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
n#gga gettin’ trippy like my uncle juice
i, want the meanest b#tch in the room
the one you can’t touch, that don’t even matter
bad b#tch tryna b#tter me up, now i’m poppin’ lv tags
woe is me, i’m in the gundam
doing stunts, feel like a robot
i’m busy shawty, swear i’m dumb stuck
bro, throw the blunt, across room, like a baton
woah, woah, uhh
real trippy n#gga, wok hard sippin’
bro on the web like peter, don’t make him pick up that pepper
hit a drug combo, marvel vs capcom
bad b#tch starring hard at me, like
take my picture, since you lookin’
leave n#ggas p#ssed like they stung by a jellyfish
them lab diamonds, they in the studio with you
got designer drugs on me, and they stocked like i’m vending em

(uh#oh, close the door)

[verse 2]
yeah, i’m high
midtown atlanta, yeah, i’m getting right
you ain’t meant to feel this vibe
trippy ass n#gga, when the molly hit cha, like woah n#gga, black rob
omaha legend like, fullclip, blackguy
molly rocks, yeah, that’s a landslide
asparagus, with the lamb chops
pose with the drugs, i’m controlling the narrative
can’t see you n#ggas, i need to eat more carrots huh
zan pack stank, so, now i gotta air it out, woah
bro said i’m doin’ too much, yeah, i’m sneakin’ and geekin’
i got a lot on my mind, man, you wouldn’t believe me
walkin’ through the mall double cups, doing too much
sneaking and geekin’ in your face, dare to do drugs
n#gga i could keep you up, like a elevator stuck
lil n#gga pop out, collar shirt, burberry b#ttons
yeah, movin’ mysterious like a ufo
smoke dope in public, then strike a pose
i know what she do, she got a red nose
heard that strip, but i don’t know
v on my back, so leave me alone
put out a bat signal for them drugs
smoking dope, standing on couches up in the club

(uh#oh, close the door)

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