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gastoniaboys - our way lyrics

[verse 1: benzos]
i better crack the window to blow out the good smoke
blowing and im puffing on this good hydro
this kush that we dealing out to the crowd
all i deal in my sack is the good loud, better sell it by the pound
now i’m in the ground, dealing out all i could
i did it with the wood, and i know that i should
i do, but you misunderstood
i recitate now i f-cking reputate, reputate now i insulate it
now we f-cking reputated about all the things that we situated
situated-
now i’m concentrated, all like orange juice
now i drink it down on the d-mn sploof
i don’t gives a f-ck smoke spliff
now i’m going back
backwards
take a hit, take a hit of that blunt, till i stunt on this c-nt
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t even need a front
gotta front it front it front it on a n-gga if we stunting on a n-gga
coming in crazy and i’m blunting on a n-gga
i don’t give a f-ck about you still pulling on my triggers
forties to your head ’til i see six figures
see them dollar signs pop up, pop up on the highway and i pulling in the driveway screeching out all sideways
popping with my gat ’til his brains gone slat over the wall just like that
like a baseball bat

[verse 2: yung lyfe]
so we got a lot of thots in town but i don’t give a f-ck
cause everyone knows where to get around
going for the loud, fined by the pound don’t give a f-ck now
im bout to smoke your girl out
about to get in her pants
don’t give a f-ck, her t-tties got the size of a f-cking ant bite
but i’d rather get my d-ck right in the p-ssy
don’t give a f-ck when i’m smoking on the sussy
but i got that warm sh-t cooking in the microwave
eating all these b-tches, getting really fried
getting high payed doin my way

[verse 3: benzos]
all i know is to blow, all i’ve ever done is c0ke
and i never played in anything but snow
might as well grow up in the arctic
better restart it
so r-t-rded that my brain don’t even work
better make that b-tch twerk
if i’m acting like a jerk, i don’t give a f-ck about you
obviously all i care about is all my money and my weed
better plant it from the seed, like its hydroponics
weed so good, i sold it as tonic
i don’t give a f-ck, still going in chronic
got a back pain? better go insane
better smoke up on this train, i don’t need no plane
going in now, b-tch, staying on my fade
stay on my fame, and i’m staying on the game
‘imma stay up on the plane, while i stay up on my reign

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