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it, They dont call me pops for no reason
Ya nah mean
I'm out here poppin niggas
Givin bus fare and wisdom to all you street mufuckas
Fuck with me dawg

shit
Bag my shit
Plus the bars are what I major in
Fake shit
Fake bars I live it
Cheap cars like civic
Fake rocks like Plymouth woah
Woah bitch
Get

em 'bout the old cold river
How I'll roll y'all in it
Then I hold y'all till you drown
Damn, I'm the sinner throwing choke holds in your town
I'm that

still on your body, baby take it off
Hear you say my name 'til the neighbors call the cops
'Til the neighbors banging on our door
Begging us to stop (It

conviction
So convincing, the times she show me shes all with it
Got that bomb diggity and witty
Call Nali I'm there quickly
You can come and get stuck in

I need more
I need more
100 bills
100 more
I need more
Run the score
I need more
I need More

No need to tell em i got it
Im runnin get paid by

seen enough
Just pause that's not the sturdy we call it woo
6:30 man in the booth
She know me thirsty made man move
Boost she got me bumpy monster juice

pass it 
This weekend I don't want No Drama
You can miss me like Michelle, Mrs. Obama 
He think I'm freaky
He wanna meet my Mama
Call me Savage Fenty By

dreamed of being a rock star
And now I have dreams of being surrounded by cop cars
It's ironic, because it would have happened either way
Because I live

Speak for the niggas who ain't got no voice
Times get rough you ain't got no choice
Rolls with a rental you ain't go no Royce
Make her give neck when it

The whip you drive a stolo
Gotta hop out if twelve get behind you
Rock out by myself I don't give a fuck if the whole world behind you
Play your

night Call up that bitch and I told her
Come over, pussy  so good, I bought her a room hoe off the xans, I thought it was over
Kick that bitch, I don't

fiends beep me when they need some rocks
Add 20 subtract the top
I'm pimping hard in the parking lot
Screens fall when I lean in the truck
Candy paint,

made it past Juvy, I'm a grown child 

Looking like I hit the jackpot
I be hotter than a crackpot, Feeling cloned by a cyclopes
Time moving counter clock

the call a quarter to ten
Ran to Adams as fast as I can
Saw santa sitting on the floor
And then he said 

Lemme hit one more

We got in a rotation passing it

around me cold I'm going brr
Got this water really dripping off me like it's rain 
Dripping by the ocean cuz I'm tryna catch this wave 
Roll em up

Never could think of a way to make the drugs or liquor spit
Never could pave a way to make a smarter nigga fit
Making it better by writing a letter

to live with them
White girls they call
The law when I roll up
Ain't give a fuck
Not going outside
they knew what it was
Shoutout to Huss
That's my cuz
He

outside
Know it's dropping
Danny Ferry far away
Sail in Dock It
GDAY patty mills
Down under by 3
Please pass it to me
Get them coins
Mario Ellie
Tony Parker

I heard a knock, when I was lying in bed 
Looked at the clock, three thirty-three’s what it said 

Third time this week, nah, this is not in my head

out to southwest that's where my shooter is
Call my nigga Flaco up it's time to run this shit
Reminiscing about the past back when I was a jhit
Started

tees
Why you think these were trending, black muslims, could it be
Cologne roll-ons, smell goods from overseas
We was wearing Oud 'fore Tom Ford made it

An innovative head instead
Sporting all black, instead of holy white
You know me like to switch
It up, ain’t giving up
I’m picking up the holy
Bi-, ble, a Taurus

The grinder go clinky-clack
Roll up Fruit by the Foot
Bouquet got sativa stats
That's GR well in fact

Aye
I just bust open some flower
Lemme get myself