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[chorus: backend foreign]
walk around with the d+ck out they telling me it’s inappropriate
i pull up in back of that ‘rarri i feel like some groceries
go to sleep with that chop that’s probably when i am the coziest, yeah
i can’t depend on them shooters
n+ggas out here tryna air some strikers
i’m not a stepper but i will for my life
they gave me surgery, cut me deep and ain’t think twice
they sewed me up and left a demon still inside
i’m havin’ mob ties, j. prince
we spinnin’ in porsche trucks, cayenne
we still havin’ murder talks in the den, yeah yeah
i know my opps still be praying
but they on the internet, still playing
but f+ck ’em, it’s rest in peace to their friends, yeah yeah
[verse 1: backend foreign]
we pull up faded, clippers
diamonds dancing, rhythm
surrounded by some k!llers
i’m surrounded by some murderers
1600, you’ve heard of us
no std’s, who roy as us
i prayed to my glock inside of church, yeah
she was naked before i can blink, i didn’t even ask
he one+fifty inside of the urus and didn’t even crash
count one hunnid’ in cash, and left out with crumbs in my hands
if i want i cop it i don’t even look when they scan it
there’s nothing i wouldn’t do
to spend my life with you
conversations with codeine
i’m sky+high in the nosebleeds
i’m best friends with the dope friends

[chorus: backend foreign]
walk around with the d+ck out they telling me it’s inappropriate
i pull up in back of that ‘rarri i feel like some groceries
go to sleep with that chop that’s probably when i am the coziest, yeah
i can’t depend on them shooters
n+ggas out here tryna air some strikers
i’m not a stepper but i will for my life
they gave me surgery, cut me deep and ain’t think twice
they sewed me up and left a demon still inside
i’m havin’ mob ties, j. prince
we spinnin’ in porsche trucks, cayenne
we still havin’ murder talks in the den, yeah yeah
i know my opps still be praying
but they on the internet, still playing
but f+ck ’em, it’s rest in peace to their friends, yeah yeah



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