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(Ayy, who made it? Millan made it) Drug paraphernalia under my nails, I make sells, I do drugs I might send some of these slugs in your mail Chinchilla fur on my new rug, can't you tell? I smoke OG, cookie by the bud, blood, can't you smell what I'm-? Sitting here rolling up these dead oppositions How you couldn't tell it was a dead mission? Tweaking with my lil' hitter My shorty said, "Gang, I'm ready, just got through blicking", I f**k around, hit 'em I said, "Go spin that b*t*h again, make sure his a** all hit up" All on the 'Gram talking about come get up, with him, that's why that n***a a lemon, he a vegetable I just put a few drills on my schedule When I step out in that field, I get medical I mean surgical What's the word? I got birds in my furniture Baby, don't hit the curb, no alerting 'em (Grrt, baow, baow) Hop out, we burning 'em (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Drug paraphernalia under my nails, I make sells, I do drugs I might send some of these slugs in your mail Chinchilla fur on my new rug, can't you tell? I smoke OG, cookie by the bud, blood, can't you smell what I'm-? Sitting here rolling up these dead oppositions How you couldn't tell it was a dead mission? Tweaking with my lil' hitter My shorty said, "Gang, I'm ready, just got through blicking", I f**k around, hit 'em I said, "Go spin that b*t*h again, make sure his a** all hit up" All in the corner, clutchin' a .50, make sure a n***a torso burn, we medical Drop the low, we kick his sh*t in like lil' folks 'n them wrestlers I put my b*t*h on a pedestal I put them bricks and them hits on my schedule Let's hit a lick on that medicine, but you gotta keep that on the hush I keep a Glock with a shh She said she fell in love with my touch No stick-shift and the whip still clutch Big backwoods, what the f**k is a Dutch? I can't see us together without my binoculars, that ain't the only thing stoppin' us You don't know how to be patient and popular Lil' E spin the block, one more gain and we poppin' 'em Hop in them whip and go mission impossible You gotta keep that on the hush Straight backwoods, what the f**k is a Dutch? And the zaza good but ain't f**king with us Oh, we f**king him up Got a whole lotta guns on this Mercedes bus, get snuck in the club Is we f**king or what? Told her I ain't got time to be caking, she keep tryna b***er me up You would think I'm Jamaican the way I keep taking these dead n***as straight to the face, on what? I'm getting payed, still ducking the jakes, on what? I blew brains, I'm the rate for the day, on what? B*t*h (On fonem grave, I don't bleed that risk, n***as talk sh*t, get hit in his hmm, uh, don't live too comfortably) Drug paraphernalia under my nails, I make sells, I do drugs I might send some of these slugs in your mail Chinchilla fur on my new rug, can't you tell? I smoke OG, cookie by the bud, blood, can't you smell what I'm-? Sitting here rolling up these dead oppositions How you couldn't tell it was a dead mission? Tweaking with my lil' hitter My shorty said, "Gang, I'm ready, just got through blicking", I f**k around, hit 'em I said, "Go spin that b*t*h again, make sure his a** all hit up"
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