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AC20
You pass my cup, I'm tryna get high right now
Say to that brother, "Man, why don't you try and get hired?"
Spank his bro up with that wood, I put him in a flyer
You try to shit, you need my shit, you bound to meet my fire
Say you got pregnant by Lil' Saint, I think that lil' bitch tired
She say, "Lil Saint, I love your drip, I love me your attire"
I think she want one pair of Rimlines, I'm not goin' nowhere
And lil' bitch, I'm Saint Osama, I can't do what a hoe say
I ran up out of the economy, she fucked me, fucked Chipotle
I got that Glock on me now, I'll show you how to gunplay
We got that freak in the fire, she eat it like it's Sunday
I get so high like a rocket, I know I'll beat her one day
She keep on callin' my phone, I'm ridin' down that one-way
Lil' bitch, I'm a space kid, sound like an astronaut
We got free all in the spot, I think they holdin' Schmortazot
You try to save it, but that lil' bitch is a thot
Fuck that, I wanna hear his shit, I am not even gettin' no thot
Say to them, "Early morning" while I'm tryna get higher
Spank his bro up with that wood, I put him in a flyer
You try to shit, you need my shit, you bound to meet my fire
Say you got pregnant by Lil Saint, I think that lil' bitch tired
She say, "Lil Saint, I love your drip, I love me your attire"
I think she want one pair of Rimlines, I'm not goin' nowhere
And lil' bitch, I'm Saint Osama, I can't do what a ho say
I ran up out of the economy, she fucked me, fucked Chipotle