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im sellin crack in the street
so yknow im packin heat
smoke wax the weed if you know me your my homie
you get dabs for free
go outside and kick a mailman
we be armed like the taliban
if you aint got a bailman, all my friends met they ends
they be stuck in jailman
i eat pears and shit
shoutout to the pears and the parent's kids
what im wearin fits
space man ray bans, pair of kicks
and i aint got pants on
im just tryna get my dance on
get away from my face your a dang disgrace with your laced up tampon
I just ate a sandwhich,
no wait it was a manwhich
Ain't no way to understand this when your facin the bananas you could
stay in your pajamas bitch

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Marijuana
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