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Me and all my guys we poppin out tonight
Brodie off wockhart when he cop the sprite
When on my smoking on my weed
You know I like exotic types
It's 3 in the morning
I'm up early
I have restless nights
Hopped in the bag and I don't ever plan on coming out
Going against the gang
That's damn near suicide
Know some youngins off they rocker
Yea they down to slide
F*ck around and caught a case
Cause I kept toting huh
I just ran my course and this my time
I ain't slowing up
When it's time to handle business
Lil baby you know I'm standing on it
Getting off on niggas
I know they sick I gottem throwing up
Got 10 months
I'm stacking up
I'm tryna whip up
In that cybertruck
Ay Ay
Baby let's see
If I push this V12
12 don't catch me
On my Miami Beach
We on them jet skis
Seen that boy talk in that room like say cheese
I hop in different modes
This shit hard to break
It's something like the DaVinci code
I can't hang around no fakes
Cause all the lies are getting old
Every time you niggas come around
It's like you tryna trap my soul
Me and all my guys we poppin out tonight
Brodie off wockhart when he cop the sprite
When on my smoking on my weed
You know I like exotic types
It's 3 in the morning
I'm up early
I have restless nights
Hopped in the bag
And I don't ever plan
On coming out
Going against the gang that's damn near suicide
Know some youngins off they rocker
Yea they down to slide
F*ck around and caught a case
Cause I kept toting huh
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Me and all my guys we poppin out tonight
Brodie off wockhart when he cop the sprite
When on my smoking on my weed
You know I like exotic types
It's 3 in the morning
I'm up early
I have restless nights
Hopped in the bag and I don't ever plan on coming out
Going against the gang
That's damn near suicide
Know some youngins off they rocker
Yea they down to slide
F*ck around and caught a case
Cause I kept toting huh
I just ran my course and this my time
I ain't slowing up
When it's time to handle business
Lil baby you know I'm standing on it
Getting off on niggas
I know they sick I gottem throwing up
Got 10 months
I'm stacking up
I'm tryna whip up
In that cybertruck
Ay Ay
Baby let's see
If I push this V12
12 don't catch me
On my Miami Beach
We on them jet skis
Seen that boy talk in that room like say cheese
I hop in different modes
This shit hard to break
It's something like the DaVinci code
I can't hang around no fakes
Cause all the lies are getting old
Every time you niggas come around
It's like you tryna trap my soul
Me and all my guys we poppin out tonight
Brodie off wockhart when he cop the sprite
When on my smoking on my weed
You know I like exotic types
It's 3 in the morning
I'm up early
I have restless nights
Hopped in the bag
And I don't ever plan
On coming out
Going against the gang that's damn near suicide
Know some youngins off they rocker
Yea they down to slide
F*ck around and caught a case
Cause I kept toting huh
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Writer: Joshua Collins, Ian Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
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Written by: Joshua Collins, Ian Thomas

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