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Pushin a 2 seater, yeah
Ride in a big beamer, yeah
Smokin that goddamn uh
Smokin that goddamn uh
Smokin that goddamn uh
Smokin that goddamn uh
Hold up, I'm rollin' off molly, yeah
Mixing that drop on the way to the party
I told that lil' hoe I'm not sorry, huh
Like, you cannot compete with marni
I got real fashion on my body
We just got geeked, we not even started
I'm rollin' up thrax, bitch call me Marley
We pullin' up late, we don't get no tardy, yeah
Yeah, that lil' bitch a thot, not a keeper
We pull up, we pushin' to start the 2 seater
I gotta wock drop in the 2 liter
Cannot fuck with that bitch, you know I had to leave her
Quickdraw, dumping that lil' 19
I'm sippin the wock, drink it like a Hi-C
Pass that bitch to my brother, that hoe not for me
Get caught by the gang, now he tryn' cop a plea, yeah
Yeah, smokin' on goddamn gas, huh
Choppa, it hit on yo ass, huh
We pull up, we taking, we burning his flag, uh huh
That lil' boy my son
Yeah, lil' bitch im yo goddamn dad, huh
You better go away, and run away fast
Yeah, fuck a lil' choppa, I pull out the spaz, yeah yeah
That lil' bitch been in her mode
Can't be fucking these goddamn hoes
Gotta go the guala with my bros
Yeah bitch, I got me some money, my pockets got bigger
I fuck that lil' bitch, then I flip her and kick her
Damn, lil shawty so chocolately, I just might lick her
Yeah, we smokin' on gas bitch, don't do liquor, huh
Gotta get this off my mind
Feeling like I'm losing my mind
Don't even remember the time
Time
The drugs getting to my head
If I pop another one, I'll be dead
These bullets stocking, bodies droppin', they red
Red
Yeah yeah
These bitch don't be countin' no bread
So I'm taking all these oxy's instead
And I pull up, fill his body with lead
Oh yeah