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[Intro] (BandPlay) [Chorus] Make up your mind, you want shrooms or the flower? You wastin' my time 'cause you been here an hour Better get on your grind and go get you some power Got them bales in the kitchen, no cap 'cause the counter And that motorbreath tart when you burnin' it sour Yeah, she bad, my lil' bitch get a monthly allowance I'ma grow in these cribs, I ain't flippin' no houses Drop them bags to my twin, and they payin' me monthly If I go to DeKalb, I might shank up my bunkies If we spin and they live, then them niggas is lucky Boy, that pack right here stupid, it stankin' and crunchy YTB pockets, you know that thеy fat and they chunky They gon' do it for free, they gon' turn down thе money Finna hire some 'migos to cut down the harvest I ain't cash out the plug 'cause he sent me some garbage [Verse] If we took all your bands, nigga, you better charge it We dumping these bags out of luxury apartments We fifteen deep in this crib, but it's three-hundred bubbas When play walk inside, niggas clutchin' they cutters Run up in this bitch and get hit with this button Got plants all around, we gon' care 'em and cut 'em He havin 'bud, but it's smellin' like nothin' Sell thirty a day, yeah, we got this bitch jumpin' Real estate, I'm havin' houses to sprout in These bags from Tulsa, I drove 'em through I-10 He want these prices, he tryin' to get locked in Filter a fan, so we keepin' the smell in Shoot that bitch just like I'm Bradley Beal Made it off reefer, ain't have a deal Used to serve diesel, I ain't talkin' no Neil My lil' vibe crazy with sex appeal Trap on Panola, I'm turnin' 'em over This blick, it bipolar, this bitch get to spitting Tryna be peaceful, but niggas provokin' So If I reach for it, it's gon' be a killin' Tryna show love, but you can't 'cause they might think you weak So my prices is higher than heaven Dropped off a ten to my partner, he said he was hurtin', I pulled up and gave him a blessing [Chorus] Make up your mind, you want shrooms or the flower? You wastin' my time 'cause you been here an hour Better get on your grind and go get you some power Got them bales in the kitchen, no cap 'cause the counter And that motorbreath tart when you burnin' it sour Yeah, she bad, my lil' bitch get a monthly allowance I'ma grow in these cribs, I ain't flippin' no houses Drop them bags to my twin, and they payin' me monthly If I go to DeKalb, I might shank up my bunkies If we spin and they live, then them niggas is lucky Boy, that pack right here stupid, it stankin' and crunchy YTB pockets, you know that they fat and they chunky They gon' do it for free, they gon' turn down the money Finna hire some 'migos to cut down the harvest I ain't cash out the plug 'cause he sent me some garbage
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