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Call daddy, tell him twenty-five got to go

DMD done put it down, twenty-five out the door

Hittin' the highway, doin' twenty-five shows

Twenty-five limos slammin' twenty-five doors

Representin' fo' those holdin' twenty-five screws in they deck

I'ma wreck and rip twenty-five crews quick

Skip to my lou, tuck the tool in my pocket

Fuck 'posed to do? Whole crew on that hot shit

Cop twenty-two, keep the lube for the rocket

Fifteen-hundred chains, tuck the pain in my locket

Mayday, just tryna stay ahead of stormy weather 'til it rain day

It's a hundred people tryna help me but I feel the same ways

Suffer loss of vision but I'm focused, bitch

Sober-minded but I'm takin' trips

Tik-tak-duck, it's all red truck, no mercy when I tumble

Click-clack-duck, if I'm off to ya, holla mercy when I rumble

Mention ya nigga, mix it up, it's a come up when I call you

Fiction, yeah, it's a fiction, yeah, it's picture when I fall through

Skip to my lou, tuck the tool in my pocket

Fuck 'posed to do? Whole crew on that hot shit

Cop twenty-two, keep the lube for the rocket

Fifteen-hundred chains, tuck the pain in my locket

Love it, mane

Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir

Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir