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I can't do no North Face unless Supreme on the coat Thousand dollar double cup, I spilled some lean on the floor I might pop out Mike Amiris off Celine on the ho Unky in it knee deep, can tell a fiend by his nose Backdoor season, you won't hear me creeping out the door Heard that one sh*t back going, finna buy some pros Looking like I'm playing Minecraft, all these diamonds on Blowing Cookie from the middle shelf, oh, you kind of blow On Middlebelt with some pings tryna find a store High as hell without no shoes on, I tried to tie my toes Huh, nah, I'm playing Plug talking 'bout, "Come back tomorrow," nah, I'm staying Hit your block with two chops, thеy gon' have to caution tape it Unky cooking in the kitchеn, damn near tossed dog an apron Since your mans a hellhound, we gon' send dog to Satan Palm Angels nine hundred, I am not jogging basic The backpack full of fifties, but the pants off the Franklins You ain't no player, you a mascot Eating lambchops with my gang from the sandbox Two-five-eight, three-six-five, this sh*t can't stop Mister do the white buffs sipping on a black pop Pop a V-cut and turn into a different monster B*t*h play with me, I'm pullin' up and spittin' on her This a big chopper, it look like a missile launcher 2022, I know my cheese getting longer (No hat) I only blow thrax You broke, where the joke at? Paid a whole rack for the coat on the coat rack Heard you seen your opps and didn't blow, you a ho, jack Probably off a jugg device, you see my phone cracked Finna hit the clerk with a punch like I'm Roman Reigns You said that you the plug, what you sold today? Little brodie bad as hell, can barely even hold the K Sh*t f**ked up, but it's life, I can't show the pain I can pearl a 'Wood in thirty seconds, f**k a rolling tray Dropped a check in a ham Chase and now they owe the bank Sh*ttyBoyz galactic, f**k around and do a show in space I'm high as hell, I need a drink like, hold up, wait I ain't even done yet, I gotta execute the beat If I middleman the 'bows, I need an extra two a piece Opp slid down, sh*t, I think he left his Cuban link Dog Sh*t Militia, boss talk, we meet from two to three, huh Said you up a hundred, put the Bible on it Ridin' in them Strikers, ain't a plate or a t**le on me Brodie Elmer Fudding, walking 'round with a rifle on him Multicolor Helmet Lang on, looking tribal on it See you upped some money, it look counterfeit F**k a three man deep, lil' boy, we 'bout to blitz 3 AM, I'm just snoozin' off in here, countin' strips How the f**k is you a scam vet? You never found a glitch Walk 'em down, walk 'em down, I'm hopping out the 'Cat Blew a twenty ball up at Saks, I don't know how to act (F**k) You a motherf**kin' fool you think we 'bout to scrap Got some lil' pape', you finna blow it or you 'bout to stack?
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