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Off the perky I feel no emotion Biddie w me and she go w the motion Pass me the chop ima lift him promotion Ima just up And keep throwing and throwing Love is to cold cuz my heart is to broken Fuck a rubber not into the trojan Deep in her guts I be swimming in ocean Run into opps then I'm taking his tokens Drinking the potion I drive like it's stolen Feel like I'm chosen I gotta keep going Rolling my blunt while my life is just loading Don't tell me pull up if my niggas ain't going Folding my pain And I'm stuffing my wallet Water keep dripping I'm closing faucet Apparel to flawless I move like a goblin Isolation I feel like a Martian Timbs on my feet while I walk in the garden Looking like Tarzan my love is to foreign Not into regular bitches be boring Shooting like harden Not giving a pardon Riding for me like she Gina from Martin My love not an option Don't sell it to auction Fuck making profit She deep in the cockpit Rolling with rage yeah I'm kicking like spartan Nina be with me got me feeling gothic Too Smart So I move w some logic Smoking exotic and drinking the tonic Selling narcotics we make economics Like a robot, No heart I'm bionic Feening to up it Iconic like sonic Hotter than tropic I'm feeling demonic Off the perky I feel no emotion Biddie w me and she go w the motion Pass me the chop ima lift him promotion Ima just up And keep throwing and throwing