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Smoke
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10Fifty
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Show her how to do it, show her how to use it Ridin’ with Lil Uzi, ridin’ with the Uzi Got** keep a toolie, don’t f**k with groupies B*t*h, you a groupie, go ‘head and move it Pop tryna test me, so I had to prove it You shoot the chopper basic, Tyler Perry movie Aiming for your head, n***a f**k a vest Yeah whe grab a TEC, sig on that Yeah you best bet, best to play dead 2018, HoodBaby making racks Poured up a four, now I’m trippin’ off the red LV Virgil silk sheets on the bed We can be whatever, B Slime up next Nothing like the rest, you ain’t bout a check I’m king slime, baguettes on the chest Yeah we like to flex, yeah we like to flex B*t*h you a rat, make a ho’ upset Smoke (phew-phew), smoke (phew-phew) We want smoke, I want smoke They workin‘ at In-N-Out Diamonds hitting hard, no standing out Ain’t shootin’ from the car, I’ll hand it out Draco with a drum, I bet I’ll clear it out I be gettin’ money, let me say it louder Running out the check, like my name was Russ Saint Laurent folded up, all black goggles Just because my name I made that b*t*h swallow She doing anything just for a dollar Hit it from the front, grab her neck, make her holla Do it with one hand [?] Deep in the AMG, lookin’ like a char Boy you a star, was rappin’ like the Carters Balling too hard, real hard, Vince Carter Yeah he wrote a statement, he should’ve been an author These n***as burnt, go send ‘em to the doctor Phew, phew Look Amiri jeans and the shirt match the Bentley Trapping in my Nikes all night, got creases Copped a lot of cars, but I don’t got lenses Boy you ain’t right, I’ma live to my richest Blicky hit him up, he ain’t peaceful like a reccess And I got cheese, want a slice of the pizza Two tone, tuck your lil boy at home Yeah, yeah he gone HoodBaby walkin‘ with them trollers What type of cheese, provolone F**k a cypher, comin’ off the dome Lotta air shots, yeah, comin’ at your throat And I send that money to the fours not them Rolls All they a** want is a motherf**king phone Show her how to do it, show her how to use it Ridin’ with Lil Uzi, ridin’ with the Uzi Got** keep a toolie, don’t f**k with groupies B*t*h, you a groupie, go ‘head and move it Pop tryna test me, so I had to prove it You shoot the chopper basic, Tyler Perry movie Aiming for your head, n***a f**k a vest Yeah whe grab a TEC, sig on that Yeah you best bet, best to play dead 2018, HoodBaby making racks Poured up a four, now I’m trippin’ off the red LV Virgil silk sheets on the bed We can be whatever, B Slime up next Nothing like the rest, you ain’t bout a check I’m king slime, baguettes on the chest Yeah we like to flex, yeah we like to flex B*t*h you a rat, make a ho’ upset Smoke (phew-phew), smoke (phew-phew) We want smoke, I want smoke
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