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Skandolous more than palm trees and good weed
Take a couple Shots of casamigos just ease up
Hit a hole in the wall spot some good food to eat up
Call Bro tell

(Aye!)
321 go tuck ya guns
Streets of brevard in red they run
We go and jack a car for fun
Then trade it for some shitty bud
Even when I feel I hit

Girl I've already tried
To hit your line like 3 fucking Times
Just let me know if you're
Good or not all right
Call me back

Yeah 3 AM raining so

& Nesquik
Mix a hit record on an SSL desk, quick
I’m Destro, you some Cobra Commanders
My snare drums get frequently mistaken for hammers
Beats By Palumbo,

the daps
Who? What?
Click clack, drop back, it's a South Side jack
From the 8-7 Lack, with my hustlers in the back
I'm South Side raised yea I'm down by law

untouch
When bass a meet treble and we hit that spot
By time Alli done a bay flames pon the track
In the high and lows of life I said I'll be your energy

Pretending to be thots
Apple sauce like the Motts
I'll knock your back off
I want to listen to your track
Or should I go and jack off
What we do can be harmful

never slung no pistol
Mr. whip up in a fisker
With a bitch that be on insta
.40 cal right by my zipper
Knock a nigga out his slippers
Ots get on to this

hurt I might jack sum
I be making hits like Michael Jackson
You can say I’m a dawg all you want but I ain’t cuffing shit but the one that’s my last one

I hit up Joey to run a beat
When I lost boy it just left me weak
Tryna grief wiped my tears got back on my feet
If that talk ain't about cash we

The-motherfucking-Don
I ain't gotta aim, I hit the target in the dark
And for the record I will a body bag a rapper
Double entendre, you don't get it you just whack bruh

to walk around it

I could be like Clever keep that stick by my side
If I keep that roddy with me, you won't be rich when you die
Cause' to me it's like

hit by Cupid
Jack ball hard so you can not dispute it
Killing this beat the way I abuse it
They trynna hang but I leave em on nooses
Going so crazy

don't wanna be Jack
No shine, no dilla
Jay got me looking back
I ain't fucking with no mirrors
Reflecting all of my thoughts
Right back, need a pause
All

sold dog food weed xan's no coke
Molly's like jolly's had perch on the low
Bag up sealed up all type of packets sold
Always had a bag by the time I get

You know these boys all cap
My shit be actual facts
Got yo lil bitch on my jack
Curve her hard by accident
They on the bench while I'm running shit
Yo

splash, bitch
Voot up voot up

Sucky bloody bitch I'm Jack in there bathing
Poppin' acid while I'm in the Mercedes
Fuck these bitches, bitch I'm all

you next to you
I'm a 10-6 hot boy, jump the line
Bad luck come by, fuck the time
I was raised in the hood, I come from that
Lemon niggas do you bad

a snack
I'm jill up the hill I never need jack
Flights to the north and I ain't have to pack
And I still might hit you when I get back
I'm in the coupe

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

call me again
When you see me shutting down mic
Blinded by the lights, dry your eyes
When the boat capsize three or four times 
Not even Captain Jack

to gamble and who's here to watch the game 
By who can't watch the play- stressing when we get possession
Catch me running down the baseline like I'm tracking

moves
And I said that imma shine when you said I would lose
Didn't do it by myself and I don't have to choose
Got my team like the Rangers, Ivan Ooze

again
He flies her Union Jack again
The tale is told again
Her chest is full of gold again
Her breeze, it blows again
There's feeling in his prose