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Told me that I'm stressing out
About shit
That don't mean nothing
So much running through my brain
I'm turning up in public
Only thing I ate was pussy
Her cooking hurt my stomach
I can yell out skeedieyee
Bitches get to running

You can tell I'm lit forreal
When I get to mean muggin
They ain't on no shit forreal
This Molly got me bugging
As youngin playing cops and robbers
I was the one running
You can tell I'm lit forreal
When I get to mean muggin

Ask me something
That you wanna hear
Tell me what you know
Tell your ass what everybody know
Don't pillow talk to hoes
Everybody love me
Say I'm different
Right down to my flow
Know you never drinking
What I'm drinking
You ain't got the dough
Tell me why you pouring
What you pouring
If it ain't a four
Always taking shots
Right at my top
But words can't kill me though
I'm the type
To always tote a pistol
But watch naruto
Said I'll never wife another chick a
Again
But here we go
Yeah you wasting time
Get off my line
Come jump a board
Can't stop my grind
We run this shit
So fall in line
Two shots
That's getting chased with wine
Oooh
This shit just got me muggin
Ugh
Shot right after shot
I can't control if I start thuggin
What's that shit
It cost me nothing
Told me
Chill wit my money
When I'm turnt
I get to bugging
Working hard for that money
On that pole don't care bout nuffin
I'm lit so can't comprehend
What you say don't mean nothing
Ask me how my day
I'll say I'm drunk and steady drugging

You can tell I'm lit forreal
When She get to mean muggin
These bitches on my dick forreal
They niggas not on nothing
As grown man pockets getting larger
Still can't get you nothing
Please don't try to rob me
I got robbers with me muggin

Don't tell me how your day
If you ain't make at least a hunnid
Bitches be fake muggin
Just to let us know they want it
They can see the light on us
Wan be gang all of sudden
Never could consider
I ain't see you shoot no buckets
Tell me how you wanna feel
We got that mix to give you thrills
Take this shot to give you chills
Make you going mug a lil
Double stacks of leggo feels
Miss Molly caked up on my grill
F*ck raw
Then morning after pill
Clapped her
Just like a heated seal
Charged up like electric bills
Booted ain't no tims in here
Only with my brothers
Bring the freaks
And plus their friends in here
So much smoke that I can't see
Plus it's hard to think in here
Think about cloud nine
Then I bet you will see me there

You can tell I'm lit for real
When I get to mean muggin
They ain't on no shit for real
This Molly got me bugging
As youngin playing cops and robbers
I was the one running
Please don't try to rob me
I got robbers with me muggin

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