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Gang
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Know the fuck it is nigga
Never stop cashin
Yeah Yeah
Woke up late, still early to the bag
Life got me movin' fast, I been on my ass
17 i was high, probably skipping class
How much money I need to make for the drugs to last?
How much drugs do I need for the world to lag?
Bro had, said his gang, I never heard of that
You can't match my wood, ain't no runtz in that
I'll beat that nigga ass just for smokin' that
Like that straight fuckin' boof , how you ghostin' that?
If I see the opps grab my hip, I got pole for that
Shit you told for the free?
I wouldn't told for racks
Yeah, I hit that ho in January and at the pumpkin patch
I don't chase love, I chase checks
They stuntin hard , me and twin gon flex next
Life hit heavy, I get high and dodge text
Whole world so slimy, bet my shooter bet my shooter make a mess
Laugh at my losses, stack my wins
Prayin' every night that me and gang get a win
I just ran out of drugs, want get high again
Me and Gee would kill yo stupid ass, you tryna spin
Shit, what I got?
I got a switch times ten
See him at the store, put the switchy to his chin
My ex bitch dumb, you is not DTN
Same bitch you want she in my DM on my dick
KebotLo only smoke gerb not fent
Bitch so bad, get behind it hit stick
I ain't get a cut in a while, I got wicks
Been gettin' boring, cause the opps ain't on shit
Big shit, weon' play small ball
Im in NOLA need some runtz let me call Mal
Big Tech hit his face, he got lock jaw
While you in that bitch droppin' blunt, I'm takin' drawls off
Run a route on they block nigga crisscross
Hate when this bitch always talkin', took her lips off
You gotta start from somewhere, you gotta still walk
Mad at my bitch, she suck the dick and she ain't get balls
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