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They wanna get close cuz they know i’m gettin cake If you ain’t talking bout that bread you need to get up out my face All these racks on the kid yeah i got plenty I got it 10’s 100’s and them 50’s All this sodo in my cup killing my kidneys You wanna sip told em you can’t kick it with me He talking hot told him b*t*h i keep a blicky In the back of the booth rolling that sticky I told gang to make a wish just like he timmy I keep a band on me like i got my stimmy You tryna fit in with the crowd like he slimmy I got them bands on me b*t*h you can’t relate Sent his ass to heaven on some f**kin skates His momma crying told that girl that it was fate She on her knees like she bout to f**king pray Told my girl don’t trip bout the opps keep a k Told my girl don’t trip about these opps i keep and f**king k All these racks on the kid yeah i got plenty I got it 10s 100s and them 50s All this sodo in my cup killing my kidneys You wanna sip told em you can’t kick it with me He talking hot told him b*t*h i keep a blicky In the back of the booth rolling that sticky I told gang to make a wish just like he timmy I keep a band on me like i got my stimmy (like i got my stimmy)
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