Buddha
Stoked Mob
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I told her drop it then I'm mobbing rolling pop switch My niggas flick the bick they light the chronic through the Thai sticks Rolling through your city and my niggas always wilding Chronic in the dickies Phone your baby girl just put her line in I say this shit and have y'all underline it Ain't even gotta cast it they already wanna bite it I'm finding Common flows and rarely rhythm Niggas living without mixtures Need the flows attached to content guess I'll be the binding Float above the clouds but I'm rarely near the pilot I'm in economy with those less economic All my niggas barking begging brother where the profits Be patient just wait they gone stream in when drop it cuz Still living to test on the record I state I be lyrically living and bringing the flows Ain't no nigga to test on my chest is my reference my heart beat the rhythm Bring heat in the cold I'm living I'm destined for records be referenced To niggas and those who be legends before I'm sipping I'm drinking I'm puffing I'm living I'm writing then bring it to bring y'all some more cus Still living to test on the record I state I be lyrically living and bringing the flows Ain't no nigga to test on my chest is my reference my heart beat the rhythm Bring heat in the cold I'm living I'm destined for records be referenced To niggas and those who be legends before I'm sipping I'm drinking I'm puffing I'm living I'm writing then bring it to bring y'all some more cus Copping bricks up in the district Copping copping Copping bricks up in the district Copping bricks up in the district Copping copping Copping bricks up in the district Let me tell you all a piece of this shit I'm tryna move along Copping bricks up in the district I'm building pressure on Top of what your old connect get That nigga just a pawn And I'm the bishop slick with the fix I move across the lawn To other neighborhoods that be lacking a bit What's up sis She smelt the blunt and thought she'd ask for a hit I said shit You know the fiends will pay top dollar for this What happened next she pulled me inside and was sucking my dick Figures After I nutted had to move on Then flipped a pack for forty dollars profit to this dude who said his mood wrong My brodie hit me said he got the coupon So when it's less than warm a puffy jacket from Columbia's what I put on Spring I'm rocking Polo like a new don Your bitch be tryna get on Cuz all my shit just look so Comme des Garçons Could have copped the color mustard poupon Instead I copped the red so if I get hit The squadron still gone move strong nigga The squadron still gone move strong nigga The squadron still gone move strong nigga The squadron still gone move strong nigga Shawty with the pack stay chilling in the DM Told her slide out I can show her where the V is Show you round town we can kick it with realest Know we out in mom city Any nigga be a villain Fairfax niggas ain't the realest out in Alexandria On the highway Mary searching for Maria My niggas hit the depo lay the cash then they re-up Now its back to city where the moms need the reefer I'm supplying to your preacher Church goers home prayers non-believers Muslims those who read the Tora or pray to Krishna Every type every kind I deliver Everybody paying for the buddha in Virginia
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