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I got bitches on my back Twenty racks up in my bag Pull up at your f*cking show and turn your ass into a fad I'ma go like I do, smoke my woods, f*cking shoot Pull up my hood, drop my coupe f*cked your bitch without the roof f*ck nigga I'm the truth Who they picking, me or you? Sippin on brew I'm like hot soup Bitch these Rick Owens ain't no more Boosts I get high, I might She gon' ride this like a bike f*ck her all day and night, get the f*ck up out my life Aye, get the f*ck up out my life You can't seem to do nothing right You should just follow the light And it's heading to the dark Which is coming towards me I'm a dread head young nigga from Tennessee Bet I beat beat beat Bust on walls, she a freak Watch her speak, she a goddess, yes a queen, yes a queen What it was, I don't give a f*ck Stand up for your people it don't matter blue or blood Please don't stay afloat even if it ever flood Diamonds on my motherf*ckin' body and they love Aye, what the f*ck, I don't give a f*ck Drop the whole party then I left off in a bus What the f*ck, I don't give a f*ck Drop the whole party then I left off in a bus
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