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I smoke... uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (f**k these n***as talking 'bout? sh*t) Yeah, mhm, mhm That be Maaly Raw Uh, I smoke like a rasta in mi casa eatin' pasta Say somethin' 'bout this shotta then lil' brodie headshot him I spent twenty-five hundred on some new Rick Owens garments Don't you hit me 'bout no budget 'cause this sh*t ain't up for bargain Uh, I'm so, I'm so high, I feel like Marvin the motherf**king martian I got your b*t*h off a Xan', uh She wanna f**k my mans (Yeah) I'm tryna f**k up the plan, uh Diamonds, they cover my hand I'm movin' the four-by-four I'm pouring the two by the four It's a gamble with life, gotta roll (Let's go) Tryna see all my n***as get on With my brother, he right or he wrong Better watch how you talk with that tone Smack you down, put the fire to his dome Murakami, I live on my own Big racks falling out my pants, I can't walk right b*t*h talk comin' out your mouth, boy, you can't talk right All these hatin'-ass n***as watching like it's Blu-Ray Make me put some motherf**king money on your toupee Simon says, "Get this f**king money, f**k what you say" Told lil' shawty wipe me down like Lil' Boosie She said she don't know me, but she love all my music Girl, you can come hug me, but don't get no confusion (Woo) You can give me hugs, girl, you don't get no confusion And I got this b*t*h going up on a Tuesday Shawty probably drunk too much now she woozy Choosey, throwin' all this money, look like looseleaf
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