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gotta make a call, shit I just might press up (Press up)
And get this lil nigga head spun (Head spun)
Then be gone, then his girl gone say I'm dead wrong

to cover the cost of the others
While chasin these bags that get lost in the clutter
I live my whole life up in clouds full of wonder
And chew on these hoes

of them shits
I am the Wxrdy baby im a monster
Dr.Miami or thats from ya momma?
Duce in me baby im going bonkers
Shoot a nigga n get low up in Yonkers
She

I get em gone by the 3rd
Fuck all that shit that you heard
My n***** ain't cuffing that work
Everybody getting served
Now they give a good word
When

Now I’m drowning
In a puddle of my own blood
Sorry I spilt on the floor
You know I’m always gonna fuck up
Now I’m falling
Faster than you can say get

man, alright peace out man
Shits Crazy
I guess that I gotta explain
Why I've been going Insane
All this shit up In my brain
I guess that I gotta explain

I'm bringing them bag inn
I'm surrounded by savages
Mask up no actin 
Get str8 to the action
I'm Str8 bout my business
Nigga kno I got keep it yea

nigga we ain't worried bout much

Fucked up, got me fucked up
Fucked up, they got me fucked up

Illuminating like I'm solar did ya heard me get ya sonar

it all feels so surreal 
Take it for granted no, that is not ideal 
Up in the sky yeah we just wanna get high (Woah)
I don't know, but it's gonna kill

zone"
Get you away from all other harm
And I swear we’ll be rich no freemasons
Pizza man whipping up dough
Long nights by the stove
I swear I seen my

of weight
In the trap and gym hoe
Im pushing cars with dealer plates
Beat a nigga ass then get the fuck on
Choppa Choppa hit a nigga up
Prices low never leave

and get high by myself
I am not a human being I don't have human cells 
I'm an alien I'm dressed up in disguise over here eyy
Finna pull up in my UFO kicks

Speak it into existence
They ain't listen to him
He get vicious bout that paper
He a do it to em
He stand on business
All his dreams and goals
He

Chaiye usse long drive woh in the cruze
Main rehta ready for it but she got issues
And hope she gets me faded up lose my mind
If like it Imma hit it up

yeah Jetsons
We'll ride on clouds moved by the wind
So let yah job know you ain't coming in
I'll get yah two of those I'll get yah three of these
In high

way get in yo lane you better find it
They done woke the menace up
Trust me I don't give a fuck
Everything you say go in and out my ear just pass my cup

with me cause im up next
I got my foot in the gas & they necks
Most of my niggas be dumpin them checks
Run up that bag till i get outta breath
Had that

I'm the badman
Rolling around the city we putting niggas in the trash can
This lil hoe annoying she get to blowing like a damn fan
Gone be all

Smoke Bringing
There will be blood spilling
Ain't no other way Children
U fucking with real villains
About to steel millions
So get the fuck up out ya

drill on them
Put you all the resting when I hit it like I'm Indica
The baby's just a pest up in the pit when I get rid of ya
That girlie is a guest but

was going by Smoke D and den created ErMonii
Da police came kicked in my door and den turned of their body cams
I had to get myself out of a lot of jams

bands to get my family hood
Run up on my block and I'm a touch up on yah hood
Don't put yah foot up in the grass or u gone find whats in the woods

Two

ain't feelin' them, feelin' me
I don't run it up? watch you mean?
I'ma get it by any means
Run up the bands, I run up the bands woah
I'm not a fan, I be

Hundreds fifties fives dubs
I'm always tryna get 'em
Cause they all add up
Stilleto pumps in the club
These bottoms all red Christian Loubs they know