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Life is strange, so shout out to Jack Hopkins I'm putting shins to chins, you pussies slap-boxing Barely graduated and didn't make it to college Now
scamp as Hannibal stalking Anthony Hopkins with his hands in his pockets Black out, Zach Galifianakis, gallons of Vodka But that gal has some knockers
Young nigga in the hood selling nickels, white boys keep the ice Popsicles Flip the work, like a acrobat, doing jumping jacks J's sniff the work off
nigga proud Money makes jack boys run up in your house Money buys you shit you never thought you could afford Money turns that hate'n ass bitch into
selling nickels White boys keep the ice Popsicles Flip the work, like a acrobat, doing jumping jacks J's sniff the work off the plate, had a heart attack
successful musically Why you don't go back to that? He don't believe me his mother tried to Suck dick through an Apple jack Now if you so successful musically
Word to Asiago and Jack Cheese wheel rollin' Women love my accent Always snappin Cool as The Aspens Hair doo relaxin Still Badu rappin All about
heading yeah Titanic Jack Dawson watch me sail it Yeah I came to sing to you a song Yea yea yeah I showed buddy love like Diddy and Combs We fly high
and spend the rent every day feel like first Almost signed to Cactus Jack instead they signed Purp Almost signed with Drizzy’s camp man that shit hurt
the next Jack the Ripper Or Son of Sam type that pull the trigger Anthony Hopkins, Eat your liver Maybe tie your feet to cinder blocks and throw you in
Whose the kid (Ah) oh that's jack (Let me fix my chains dummy)Bando L.B.M niggas know what the fuck going on (Loyalty before money) ah Where I'm
option You boys is like my sons nah we not talking adoption He be talking down tell that boy to take some caution I feel like Jack Harlow with this whip
Knock 'em out like Mike in his prime Great like Ali How I grind Pacquiao how I shine Floyd defense when life on the life Foot work like I'm Roy Jones Jack
over yo mouth To silence profits Tony Hopkins eating raps and beats I'm feasting While I'm talking facts Rest of y'all make up street things And sign
went to John Hopkins Big Crip for real cuz what happening and what's poppin' Aye what happening what poppin' Full speed a head I am not stoppin' In
until we blow against The goons and goblins Who don't know we roll with secret weapon, his name is Colin Making plays like DeAndre Hopkins With my dogs
for the culture (culture) Curving all these side chicks Do them dirty like D Hopkins Told me I won't make it long ago (Yeah yeah) These phonnies
Play the black jack table, in a pink suit Flee the scene in a Cadillac Plug keep throwing me bricks to the chest Put on muscle with this hustle I run it
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