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Foreala
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Chetta
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Lately, i don't really give a f**k about that dumb sh*t f**k that dumb sh*t mane, f**k that other sh*t man Hey, yeah f**k feeling i dont got those Ive been curving like cut throat Ive been swerving them pot holes Probably taking on your hoes We don’t f**k with no Five O I put packs on them bundles I count racks on the low low Ima had and hit it then go go Ima had and hit it whoa whoa Ima had to hit it slow mode Turning bands holding no more No pour just a small smoke In my trap just a throw away Dont give a f**k about what they bout to say I mean all for a single plate Till they flip me up and i won't ear scrape Yeah yeah b*t*h im rollin like an Eighteen wheeler Smoking dope and we hangin with the killaz Got that molly i ate acid on the rеlay, on the relay Oh foreala? Oh forеala? Oh foreala, always flexy, always blicky, i dont fella Why you clutchy always clutchy on the trigga I got bags i got bags, what you feeling I get in the trap, in the trap where im living Running foamy bring it back and ima serve All this passing, bring em back, a lot of work I dont even mean to flex, but i got work, i got, i dont flex b*t*h im flexing now, i got money now Tryna check me now, no you can't play me now You know just what i want, you know what just you wanna do No i won’t front you tell me what you wanna do Ion flex, Ion Flex, Ion flee, Ion flex... Big Glock in the console, two pills thats a combo I was booming on condos Pulling out in them cuatros Give no f**k about a fall out Ive been real since the day O I toast you down like a shackle I dont feel any of you hoes, i dont feel any of you hoes Smoking dope for the feel more If i fall ima still road pain killers just to feel more In my heart like steel dome, in my trap like a festival Come thru but you can't go, i just need to know whats real tho Oh foreala? Oh foreala? Oh foreala, always flexy, always blicky, i dont fella Why you clutchy always clutchy on the trigga I got bags i got bags, what you feeling I get in the trap, in the trap where im living Running foamy bring it back and ima serve All this passing, bring em back, a lot of work I dont even mean to flex, but i got work, i got, i dont flex b*t*h im flexing now, i got money now Tryna check me now, no you can't play me now You know just what i want, you know what just you wanna do No i won't front you tell me what you wanna do
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