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i’ve been on the road, and i still ain’t got a whip
i’m talking running around and robbing sh+t with my clique. bruh this isn’t a debate, i’m the best in this b+tch. and imma bust up in her face but i ain’t having no kids

you know i’m lazy as f+ck, i’m smoking jays by the dozen. b+tch i’m bringing the drink, and then they calling me mclovin. you know i’m a chef, i’m cooking edibles in the oven. tryna have a good night, i sniff a 30 get to bugging b+tch

b+tch you know i’m getting faded. this b+tch, i know she hates it. never f+cking with a stainless, i’m chillin in the bas+m+nt. you hanging on the pavement and longing to get sedated. bro she say she hate the music, but b+tch at lеast you played it. aye

homie got thе clips and i’m thinking we’ll make a movie. never f+cking with you groupies, i’d rather go smoke a doobie. bro i’m sipping on a smoothie while vibing the room is moving. keep on throwing the f+ck up and they looking like “what you doing”?

bro, go, go, go, home. i just hit a line and now i’m all up in my zone. you can hit me with a tab, but never go hit up my phone. and i know we got all night, but hoe leave me alone. aye

pha, give you a psa. if you f+cking with the homies you’ll end up like fish file. bro, i’m sniffing on a bar and i’m thinking i’ll misbehave. you really tryna cop a chain? lil b+tch, we ain’t the same

aye, rule 1. never take advice from these people they h+lla dumb. aye. rule 2. keep it to yourself and stay on all your p’s and q’s. aye, rule 3. never f+ck with powder, your better off smoking trees. aye, rule 4. never trust no one, but the homies you had before

i’ve been on the road, and i still ain’t got a whip
i’m talking running around and robbing sh+t with my clique. bruh this isn’t a debate, i’m the best in this b+tch. and imma bust up in her face but i ain’t having no kids

you know i’m lazy as f+ck, i’m smoking jays by the dozen. b+tch i’m bringing the drink, and then they calling me mclovin. you know i’m a chef, i’m cooking edibles in the oven. tryna have a good night, i sniff a 30 get to bugging b+tch



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