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I just copped another Rollie, ion wanna hear no funny shit
Shouldn't be no bitches round, unless u gettin money with em
What's the difference in the range
4 point 6, pussy nigga u just entertainment
Cast iron but I brought the stainless
Mama kicked me out, she found my whole stash (Huh)
(Huh) Bought a 8 ball and never looked back
Now they got me talking bout the past that just made me mad
We was always ditching school, they was taking cooking classes (Yea)
Drive bys, paper tags, on the ass better bring my .40 back
I ain't got time for her baby daddy blowing up her phone
Now he wondering where his shorty at
I'm the type to tell him, ion think he learned his lesson
She gon say that you irrelevant
Baby I'm just selling weed, ion want no felonies
Leave ya kids alone all the time that's unsettling
Shroom booming now I gotta do this psychedelically
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
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I just copped another Rollie, ion wanna hear no funny shit
Shouldn't be no bitches round, unless u gettin money with em
What's the difference in the range
4 point 6, pussy nigga u just entertainment
Cast iron but I brought the stainless
Mama kicked me out, she found my whole stash (Huh)
(Huh) Bought a 8 ball and never looked back
Now they got me talking bout the past that just made me mad
We was always ditching school, they was taking cooking classes (Yea)
Drive bys, paper tags, on the ass better bring my .40 back
I ain't got time for her baby daddy blowing up her phone
Now he wondering where his shorty at
I'm the type to tell him, ion think he learned his lesson
She gon say that you irrelevant
Baby I'm just selling weed, ion want no felonies
Leave ya kids alone all the time that's unsettling
Shroom booming now I gotta do this psychedelically
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
I was runnin up a whole f*ckin bag now
I got all these haters really mad
10 bands, 20 bands, is it 50
All I know that it was litty threw some parties in the city
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
Promethazine sipper I was outside, I ain't posing for no pictures
Better have some ones, got a party fulla strippers
Nails done, hair done, flexing with her in inches working on her fitness
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