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retch - pop me a pint lyrics

[verse]
i drank, two-hundred thousand sodas
gas up all these n-gg-s, cause these n-gg-s they be bogus
i’mma rock a concert then go spend it on a choker
and i’m smoking all this pressure, help to stimulate my focus
i been down the a, might bust a play inside the strokers
i looked up to my uncle until he turned into a smoker
and i can’t hit the function, they won’t let me bring my toaster
sh-t, i had to snuff a n-gg- cause he tried to screw me over
i like the ‘cedes truck but i been looking at the rover
i do without the tint, just so 12 can pull me over
and she a diamond b-tch but nonetheless i had to mold her
we total opposites but i think that would make us closer
i’m smoking ganja spliffs i feel like i just left the solar
she give me compliments, i f-ck her once and then dispose her
i need a rida b-tch for all the nights sh-t when get colder
i rock designer sh-t, these hoes gon’ f-ck you for exposure
i wake up counting chips like every morning like it’s folgers
i keep the chopper with me, cause these n-gg-s they be vultures
your b-tch she bopping with me and i’m tryna get to know her
and now i’m driving 60 finna go and bend her over

[hook]
i’m finna f-ck on your pretty little b-tch from the back
then f-ck on her face and her mouth
i’m finna pull on her hair
finna pull on her hair like i’m chopping the sh-t from the scalp
i’m finna count up a check on the jet
and jump in the car so get drove to the house
i’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank
on that thirty-thousand dollar couch
i’m finna get booted right now
i’m finna shoot this sh-t down
i’m finna [provel?] it down
i’m finna jump in the spur
i’m finna jump in your spouse
i’m finna f-ck her then bounce
i’m finished f-cking around
i’m finna go off right now
i’m finna smoke out the pound
i’m finna buy me some ice
i’m finna buy me a pint

[verse]
swear i’m tryna walk with jesus but the devil close to me
i got enemies that i don’t know i keep the torch with me
[?] i brought the bros with me
and n-gg- sh-t, if you ain’t close with me
then you can’t smoke with me
swear these b-tches getting old to me
they do the most to me
i tell a b-tch if you can’t grow with me
then you can’t roll with me
low-key with a cali thing, smoking og
dripping sauce all on that b-tch like a f-cking nosebleed

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