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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Who you think I take serious? huh
Blue strips in my Amiri's, huh
Why you acting nefarious?
I got hoes

about Gin & Juice listening to Lucid
Who shot Cupid
Dirty girl like Cole World, so she got to be real
Dallas girl so she got to be trill
Tipping on four

we would part our ways
While u part ur braids
And I'm draining 3's but don't celebrate 
Coz u ain't there cheering at my game
So with a w I'm still

Yo quan

Wassup man?

I think i might cop me a tesla
Im in a good mood cos my b*tch woke me up out my sleep 
Just to show what her neck a do
I'm back

for them again 'till
They get the message
Guess I never really learned my lesson
Ran up a set 3 shows in a week
Walking out a wifey like KOD
20, 000

couldn't eat shit or sleep for a week, so I don't go through phones

Listen, baby, I'm just good for your hole, not for your soul
So like Marvin Gaye, let's

over, I'll call you after
Me and my brother just put it together
While all of you niggas was napping
I never sleep cause that shit for the week

Plus they

up on this roads 
Im feeling my flow 
Get turn by notes 
They know what up 
I’m feeling this personal 
Everything seem bumping 
I tune it up on it

a humble past, three years living expense in cash, now my signature is considered

An autograph
Adverse possession, test drive your vision, rough

please she got mood swings
Focused on my pockets with the blue cheese, pull up LAX with some new steeze
Getting up ya garment cop some new Swxnk
Lacing up

(hey)
I met this one bitch the other day with three felonies (whoa)
We had a threesome the first night, she was on ecstasy (uh)
If I don't like

a bounce pass
My fingers starting to get blue stains as I count cash
From my last three checks, saw before me three stacks
I guess that's why I'm starting

this shit
1, 2 , 3 and to the 4...
Wit yo permission Uncle Snoop may I step up to the floor
I got this fire that vibe that shall inspire
After you listen

IM RIDE OR DIE,
HIT MY LINE YOU KNOW IM GONE FLY,
YOU KNOW IM A 1000 WITH IT BOY NO LIE
BI*** STEP TO ME SHE AINT GONE TRY,
YOU WAS DOWN AND OUT 
I WAS

hence the quick fall

It's on, the sound of your voice in them brown eyes borders on
A light dream, i strike three matches by the window
Fall back

Reappear like who need me
Then it's back to pad they too sleepy
Don't sleep on me
Do what I want what I please
I don't be on c's or b's
And I'm not the type

on repeat
Shawty said she wanna leave
Get my beat we bout to hit
Metro housing by the streets
While my diamonds give me Heat
Aj told me bout his niece
Ain't

Murakami, yeah
And she try to treat me like a dummy, yeah
Shit was all good last week
Now this shit so ugly

Free the motherfuckin' guys
All the ones that's

Never troubled by the echos, no instrumental, no fellow, check the memo
Got the flavor kinda taste like Blue Jello
I got the ball like LaMelo
That's why

sprout like oil
If I stay independent watch them blue bloods boil Like a set trip
Got your shorty on my Netflix
She wanna fuck then who next shit
If we

a leader said, I don't sleep on bread, but I'm humming tones
So I'm all alone but the church is full
Recreation, recreation, blue dream, boo dream new

double hips
Man, I just walked in by myself, she said I came with extra dick
She got a fat ass, with some warm pussy, feel like he wearin' oven mitts
I

Nada, Franchise
Nada, Shotcallers
Yeah, Sporty Thievz, Sporty Thievz
Uh huh, Nada

A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up blue, brand new

the outfit
What should I do if she see me with the chrome kit
The navy blue look at who got 'em turning heads
And then every dime legit so who is the feds
My