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Fried Oreos
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Duwap Kaine
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[Duwap Kaine] I'm high as f*ck eatin' fried oreos I post a bad bitch on my story though I got real nigga on my portfolio She like a movie bitch, Glock bust a ho Thot ass bitch, no I can't trust a ho I'm still in the hood, nigga eatin' Lunchables Nigga with a mattress, we the Untouchables (Casok) Smokin' on dope, I ain't got no worries I f*ck with the kids, nigga Lil Blurry And you know that I'm high, my vision a lil blurry I got a bad bitch, and her slides furry I smokin' on dope, nigga so early Diamonds on my neck, nigga these ain't pearlies Run up on a nigga, man I need a gym My nigga catch a body, I get him a attorney I'm so high, lets go own a gym I'm so high, you know my words slur Take a nigga out, and threw him in a hearse Smokin' on a lot, yeah, I know you heard it Big ass Glock, please don't try and hurt me You know it's f*ck twelve, I'm throwin' up a bird I feel like Future cause my Sprite dirty My chain so low, my ears f*ckin' hurt [Slimesito] You know I been slime, got them shooters lurking I'm shootin' off the rip, I'm hittin' like I'm Irving I'm outside, with the choppa like I'm Persian I got yo' main bitch grooming and she serve me RG shit, man, we never hurting My shooter gon' pull up like it's urgent Cut yo ass up, do you in like a surgeon I stay [?], now I got him hurting These VVS diamonds got these bitches flirting I'm already strapped up, you know I can't be worried Might shooter quick draw, he shooting like he Curry I know some real niggas and they out in Jersey A lot of shots, turn a shotta to a jersey On the block trappin' and you know it's early I don't trust a soul, that's why I keep a thirty When you around me, my shooter going dirty [Duwap Kaine] Bitch do dick and you know she eat those Ridin' around with my brother and that's Sito Walk in that bitch, nigga, with a meat roll Mid blunts, yeah, you know I don't hit those Hop in that foreign, nigga watch me shift ho Damn is that a Glock? Or is it a damn missile Sippin' on two cups, need triple Posted on opp block in a brand new fit though I'm smokin' on dope, I don't do my own rips though Skylark, I be stuck in my shifts though If you see twelve, nigga blow the whistle Gen four, hold it down on a nickle I'm in the kitchen with the Pam, [?] buddy Sito that's my brother from another mother You talkin' to twelve, nigga, undercover And yo' bitch wanna get under the covers My niggas they ride, they don't got much These niggas be tellin', talkin' such and such Put you on a plate, f*ck nigga lunch This a Glock 21, not a shotgun Would've I thought I said, "Ricky," look at how he run How the f*ck do you run up on me with a damn gun? Thirty round, fireworks, look like a flimp Ran off on the plug I know that he hurtin', yeah f*ck on my bitch and I bought her a Birkin Bag [Duwap Kaine] I know that he hurtin', (Casok), he mad I know that he hurtin', he sad I know that he hurt, damn I know that he hurt, he hurtin' I know that he hurt, damn I know that he hurt, he hurtin' I know that he hurt, damn Bought my bitch is a Birkin I know that he hurt, he hurtin', he hurtin', he hurt
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