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Yeah! yeah!
Tits out yeah, put me in a trance
Hella bands, can't fit in my pants
Copped a lancer but now i want that benz
Maybach rims, match it wit my gems
This her jam, now she is my fan
I'm like damn, ass don't fit in my hand
Love my bitty, this morning i hit those yams
Yeah, woah yeah i got dope
Yeah, woah, yeah i know
Feds kick in the door
When i was wit my locs
They bagging up coke
And my baby down for me, that iKnow!
Rapper weed my antidote
Can't smoke ya old vro
That pack smell like dro
Eat out wit the bros
Lobster wit pesto
Nightlyfe on the road
This that krunk that go
Tits out yeah, put me in a trance
Hella bands, can't fit in my pants
Copped a lancer but now i want that benz
Maybach rims, match it wit my gems
This her jam, now she is my fan
I'm like damn, ass don't fit in my hand
Best work, this my best work
This bitch let me undress her
Yessir, yessir, yessir
Smoke gas til' my chest hurt
Bitch where we bout to go?
When we bout to toke?
When we bout to blow?
Bitch when we bout to smoke?
Yeah, woah yeah i got dope
Yeah, woah, yeah iKnow!
Feds kick in the door
When i was wit my locs
They bagging up coke
And my baby down for me, that iKnow!
Rapper weed my antidote
Can't smoke ya old vro
That pack smell like dro
Eat out wit the bros
Lobster wit pesto
Nightlyfe on the road
This that krunk that go
This that krunk'n
Wtf this that krunk that go...