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Happy birthday huh?
I can turn this shit to your worst day
I bet the molly gon twist her tongue
She off the K and she can't outrun
I need you bad and I need someone
This blunt packed with grabba, this shit finna punch
No countdown for me, I jump on one
Better pass that to me, I'll kill someone
Mom I'm off yercs
Run up bet she get curved
I hide my face, I think I'm cursed
She keep on grabbing on my shirt
Never been a one hit wonder
Keep talking shit, pussy boy get plundered
I'm bout the money, oh shit jump on it
I got 4 pints on me, who want it?
She never smoked before, now she Marley
She keep on tryna drive off Bacardi
Not really feeling the vibe at this party
Yea this DJ hit, can he play my shit?
She don't got no shirt, tryna show her tits
Swear that ain't yo bitch, you just pay her rent
Consider it gone, consider that shit spent
Ten racks, I'll be dead before I lend
She can come
If she bad, bring your friends
Party off the drugs, bet this shit never end
Yea this shit too packed, fuck it go let em in
Yea it's C A T on my jacket, letterman
How many niggas pop bars like me?
How many niggas can rap like?
Rap like
How many niggas got bars like me?
How many niggas can rap like me?
Yea this DJ hit, can he play my shit?
She don't got no shirt, tryna show her tits
Swear that ain't yo bitch, you just pay her rent
Consider it gone, consider that shit spent
Ten racks, I'll be dead before I lend
She can come
If she bad, bring your friends
Can she come?
Is she bad?
Bring your friend
Aww, your friends aren't bad as you