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What she know, what you mean you still rolling
Four door, took it fucked it up like it was stolen
Your hoe, I'm up in that store
Too many white hoes, look like it's gone snow
And she pouring out an ounce again
I think I need more, yeah yeah, crack the seal again
Yeah I hurt her soul, and I'm always on go
All I hear is fucking, go, go, go, go
I'm up at the show I'm getting more, more, more, more
She pull up she suck me up, I don't know what she been on
Gas, yeah yeah, blow it, you could smell petrol
808s make they ears bleed, you could hear the tone
IG watching that bitch ass you should see it in a thong
Wake up, six popping up on her fucking phone
Make up, she ain't need that shit so I told her take it off
Pull up fucking break it off, touch that curb I'm racing off
Geeking still can't speak like yeah
High speed but I still can't see, nuh uh
Glock in my passenger seat uh huh, huh
Glock in my passenger seat uh huh
Glock in my passenger seat uh huh, huh
Glock in my passenger seat uh huh, huh