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(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) You know these hoes be at me You know these hoes be aggy I be rollin' up weed by my lonely But I'll give you some weed, you could match me Don't run off with swag from me, no The last b*t*h had the audacity I love when you dress it up, steppin' out Lookin' just like a masterpiece You belong in a mausoleum Hit the [?] Blow a few racks with me (uh-huh, yeah) The n***as with me Yeah, that's my faculty They shootin' with accuracy Don't worry 'bout them Just blow a few racks with me We shoppin' at [?] Catchin' flights, land at the palm trees (huh) Smokin' up bomb weed Comme des Garcons, and it's long-sleeve Yeah, she know that her hair hang Betsey Johnson dresses, so it's [?] Fendi for days, let it marinate You can go and eat the cake, Anna Mae She know that my bread long Blow it all 'fore the feds come (huh) I thought that you said somethin' f**k n***a, know it's redrum I'm always keepin' it with me How could I put it so simply I know these n***as, they envy SRT, this ain't no Hemi Roll up the gas, yeah You know we got plenty (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I came out the trenches, but you can't smell it or tell it 'Cause n***a I made it I'm f**kin' this cash up My mama tell me slow down, and just pace it I'm glad I wasn't in that trap house When they kicked the door down, and they raided My b*t*h is the baddest Yo' hoe is just basic You know these hoes be at me You know these hoes be aggy I be rollin' up weed by my lonely But I'll give you some weed, you could match me Don't run off with swag from me, no The last b*t*h had the audacity I love when you dress it up, steppin' out Lookin' just like a masterpiece You belong in a mausoleum Hit the [?] Blow a few racks with me (uh-huh, yeah) The n***as with me Yeah, that's my faculty They shootin' with accuracy Don't worry 'bout them Just blow a few racks with me Pull in Bentley B's Gotta 40 wit' a lemon squeeze Yeah, she text "What we finna' eat?" I'm out - gotta get it by any means They wanna whack me like Kennedy Middle finger to my enemies I'm at your door, like "remember me?" Sent some shots to your kidneys I put some glass on my lil' bae It was flawless and invisible Seen my ex, like the other day She was walkin' 'round miserable Yeah, you hate when I'm off the Percs I love how it feel when I'm into you Yeah, fly your ass out to [?] Let you tan with a friend or two Yeah, I'm always buying these expensive purses even though they identical Yeah, she say she want to go and brush her teeth So I pass her my genitals, yeah Let a n***a try my bae, I'ma pull up and then let it go All my hoes, had to let 'em go You my baby, had to let you know, yeah You know these hoes be at me You know these hoes be aggy I be rollin' up weed by my lonely But I'll give you some weed, you could match me Don't run off with swag from me, no The last b*t*h had the audacity I love when you dress it up, steppin' out Lookin' just like a masterpiece You belong in a mausoleum Hit the [?] Blow a few racks with me (uh-huh, yeah) The n***as with me Yeah, that's my faculty They shootin' with accuracy Don't worry 'bout them Just blow a few racks with me
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