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(Enrgy made this one) I mean like, you know what I'm sayin’? Like- Turn me up in the headphones a lil' bit You know what I'm sayin’, homie, alright Okay, there you go Alright, alright, I mean, like, okay Ah! I was prolly' rollin' loud when I was rollin' loud Yeah, I was prolly' rollin' loud at Rolling Loud n***a thought I hit the casino, I had a poker smile Tell a bad b*t*h I'm a dog, I supposed to growl I just mixed the wok with the triss, makin' potions now Pull up with a AK-47, it be makin’ rollercoaster sounds I had to switch the place, emotional b*t*h pu**y drippin’ wet, it make ocean sounds I be kicked out hotels, I be blowin' loud Wanna see me at the ass? I be showin’ out Brought a wheelchair shootin', he be rollin' out I just hit somеbody wife, that's a broken house Knеw I was gon’ make it off rap, that's my token out b*t*h had a lil' ass, it be pokin' out b*t*h wanna suck d**k, she gon' throw me down If I go to jail right now, you won't hold me down 'Member when I never met you, but you know me now n***a said he gon' do what, better show me now Put the bread in the oven, it be toasty now Used to watch the NBA, I got floor seats now Hunnid-thou' in crypto, I got doggy now Know somebody catchin' plays, you see Polly around n***a said he gon' do what, better call me out Bust yo' head with a brick, Craig stall him out Take yo' sh*t like Dbo, we go all in now I cook food for every body, we can all eat now Knew I was gon' make it to the top, we can all see now Shoot a n***a, think he be drunk, he be fallin' out Yeah, okay Let me jump into the game, you know I'm ballin' out Hoes gotta call me, I ain't callin' out I saw the sale, pull up on the camera, started walkin' out Yeah, I'ma pace this race, go and jog it out (Come here) I feel like this on me, I'm like Obama, he gon' call it out (What?) When hoes wanna get beat, they call the scouts (Ah) Pullin' half a brick out the vet, wear a quarter-ounce Yeah, cut me some off the leaf and blow a quarter out I usually only buy the J's before they come out I got a lil' money tucked away, that's for diggin' me out Pour out the pint by the threes, I'm sippin' it down I'm havin' sex all the time and I'm gettin' around Literally boost a b*t*h life, I mean level it out I'm different, like if I got stuck in snow I'd shovel me out I still can't apply for a strap, got a felony now Best weed in the city, and handlin' now Got the best smoke in the city, no beefin' it out The money pokin' out my pocket, I'm keepin' it out Did a feature in some other n***a's hood, so I'm peepin' it out (Who that?) Guap on the floor for me, I'm in route I was blowin' smokie right now, so good, I couldn't put it out (Okay) Do a song tonight, tomorrow, put it out (Come on) (Dope) Got the boof in the hood, gotta burn it down Every night, n***a It's what we do, n***a Come on
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