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    Styrofoam cup to da dome
    Styrofoam cup to da head
    I’m full of these meds
    Trunk inna front not da back
    Seats came black
    But I had redid it red
    Get a bitch I don’t go on no date with her
    Love her action so I fornicate with her
    Yeah they say they real
    But I show em realer
    All this ice I can’t do nothin but shake shiver
    Okay I got this sauce and season Old Bay
    Too many racks amiris can’t take
    Every other day da money inflate
    In here with seven bitches four tre
    All white lambo truck Colgate
    Everything I do I kill it closed case
    She say she need a quarantine bae
    Sent her a flight to meet a one way
    Hop out da aston then hopped in the wraith
    I got bored with da wraith and den gave it away
    100 racks fo the brand new corvette
    It take off like a jet boy you don’t wanna race
    Fuck what you talking bout
    Fuck what you say
    Let’s go to war I got paper to play
    Break out da racks she gone bite on the bait
    Eat up da drip
    Swallow da taste

    I go cray cray with dem bandaids
    Bitch I’m cut like that
    All white lambo like marshmallow she got one to match
    I put my bitches on bitches cause I’m cut like that
    I put my niggas on bidness cause I’m cut like that

    I go cray cray with dem bandaids
    Bitch I’m cut like that
    All white lambo like marshmallow she got one to match
    I put my bitches on bitches cause I’m cut like that
    I put my niggas on bidness cause I’m cut like that

    Bloodshed he dead
    Flee da scene
    Yellow tape code red
    That’s how we ride when we shlide
    Put em on da news yea each time
    She want me to give her free time
    So I gave that bitch the peace sign
    I cannot vibe with you no
    I cannot vibe with you
    Juice all in my cup I done snuck
    And poured me a line or two
    Big bread gang chain on my chest
    That bitch blinding you
    All the opps dyin all the time man
    We ain’t got none but a few
    I go buy that bitch a pair of heels
    And tell her go do what she do
    I used to hit school for da hoes
    Then I leave the school sell a boe
    They say they coming out the south with it
    I told her meet me at the Citgo
    I got this glock on me gem four
    Go on play killer like I ain’t gonna blow
    Push the shit to the dashboard (boom)
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