Memorial
MisterMcBride
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I hit a lick on my ex when I was fifteen That's not a lie, I stole her vape and a gram of green Running through my mind, got me tripping on my team Now my own man, a poet with a dream Living my fast life like it's a moving scene How much should I roll? Eight grams What time should I go? No plan How should I grow? With fam Go with the flow, no hands Go with the flow, caught with a bowl Put in her throat, now go choke Counting on the dope, like I'm the pope Hard everyday, ain't no joke Shooting herself along with my GoPro Swing that bitch around, now put her in a choke hold Smoke my fire I say that's a no-go Roll when I smoke I call that a high roll Roll in a Nascar, call that a low-roll Mix my fit from Louie to the Polo Speeding down the city, get caught by the popo Pat me down pig, hid the weed in my afro Old town road catch a nigga with my lasso I hit a lick on my ex when I was fifteen That's not a lie, I stole her vape and a gram of green Running through my mind, got me tripping on my team Now my own man, a poet with a dream
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