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heard they speaking on my name
but them boys cant hang
trapping the bags in the city im selling the eighths for the fifty
I feel like i done won the lottery I fuck up a check and thats on the G
no little bit you cant talk to me, never
i am just way too much better
clever as ever my eyes'a be red bruh
haze, I blow all day
with daeevian we put the strong in the bong
pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop
pull up on the block and im inside a drop
you know that i am a hustler
i knew that you were so gullible
and i am feeding you nicks like a lunchable
ima come up on a lick
first we need a bitch ass plug
then we gon hit em wit a fucking slug

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yohizle
Member since December 15 2014

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