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You know I'm bout' to be on my shit Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, Twist Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, Twist Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, Twist I spend a check then I'm making it I spend a check then I'm making it uh I spend a check then I'm making it back If them bitches whack then we sending em back And she got a fatty she making it clap The coupe was all white but I'm making it black These niggas be cap, they ain't stating no facts I'm smoking the fires, I dabbed it wit wax These niggas be bootlegging all of the packs Tryna tax me the high, I might give you a slap Remember how biscotti slapped niggas I remember them guns in the trap nigga I remember you but who is that nigga Resin making me slow like a fat nigga Pockets heavy weight now on some fat nigga Peeling the sticker the back doesn't stick You smoking pretendo my packs all legit The only thing matters the bag that you get Bad habits I'm spending a bag on the fit Heart attacks from all the cash I done spent Flights cross the country the currency is different Smoke in the sun feel like Currensy and wiz She driving for hours to come and get the dick Don't know I'm a dog catching bodies like I'm Wick I'm wicked I'm fucking three baddies with my bitch They calling me daddy and I ain't got no kids Them hoes they was fronting, they think I'm a snack now Keep your Percs, I ain't puttin the pack down I done been up, but life brought me right back down Left my pops and my dog in the past now Fucking her raw pin it down it's like Smackdown I keep a check, feeling like I'm a cash cow Feel like I'm Seth always keep me a sack now Joyner broski really think he can rap now I Spend a check then I'm making it back If them bitches whack then we sending em back And she got a fatty she making it clap The coupe was all white but I'm making it black These niggas be cap they ain't stating no facts I'm smoking the fires I dabbed it with wax These niggas be bootlegging all of the packs Tryna tax me the high I might give you a slap I Spend a check then I'm making it back If them bitches whack then we sending em back And she got a fatty she making it clap The coupe was all white but I'm making it black These niggas be cap they ain't stating no facts I'm smoking the fires I dabbed it with wax These niggas be bootlegging all of the packs Tryna tax me the high I might give you a slap Remember how biscotti slapped niggas I remember them guns in the trap nigga I remember you but who is that nigga Resin making me slow like a fat nigga Pockets heavy weight now on some fat nigga Peeling the sticker the back doesn't stick You smoking pretendo my packs all legit The only thing matters the bag that you get, Twist
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