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(One, two, three, let's go)
We gon' get sillier than monkey, don't take me serious, it's funny
We gon' make opps like G Money, and we gon' make a bunch of money
I eat your bullets, shit is crunchy, don't take me serious, it's funny
Don't take me seriously, honey, now we gon' fade a bunch of
Terrible ideas, I'm about it on the daily
Onomatopoeias, I stay screamin' 'em like crazy
I go apeshit, you're bullshit, full of it, bologna
Woof, meow, hiss, grr, they're my family
Life is better when my neck and left wrist change the weather
I go nowhere without the alcohol, we stay together
I kinda f*cked a bitch, but her name I did not remember
I mention "kind of" 'cause like sometimes whiskey dick's a fever
She do the white like Justin Bieber, cocaine and white boys, that's her flavor
Adderall, that's my favorite feature, it almost put me on a t-shirt
It triggered me to drink a pitcher, I'm not the f*ckin' "fall-asleeper"
I'm the type to stay up and f*ck a fake one, f*ck a fake one
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