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(Oh my God, PoolBoy) b*t*h, I'm floating on this pill, I don't wanna come down Got your main b*t*h in my phone and she trying to f**k now I just poured an eight with Ochoe and we smoking out the pound b*t*h keep acting clueless, you gon' catch a hundred rounds b*t*h, I'm floating on this pill, I don't wanna come down Got your main b*t*h in my phone and she trying to f**k now I just poured an eight with Ochoe and we smoking out the pound b*t*h keep acting clueless, you gon' catch a hundred rounds You gon' catch a hundred rounds right now You gon' man down right now pu**y boy, you better pipe down right now I be really off the drugs Migos hit my cellphones, I be really with the plugs right I might pop another pint right now I might pour up in a Sprite right now So f**k what them pussies talking 'bout Pouring out this peach mint, they can't tell you what this real Act' 'bout right now It's five hundred for the line right now Pop another pint right now b*t*h, I'm floating on this pill, I don't wanna come down Got your main b*t*h in my phone and she trying to f**k now I just poured an eight with Ochoe and we smoking out the pound b*t*h keep acting clueless, you gon' catch a hundred rounds b*t*h, I'm floating on this pill, I don't wanna come down Got your main b*t*h in my phone and she trying to f**k now I just poured an eight with Ochoe and we smoking out the pound b*t*h keep acting clueless, you gon' catch a hundred rounds He gon' catch a hundred rounds n***a looking over like he know me from 'round town Smoking on that dolja and I gotta smoke alone Please don't come over if that b*t*h don't got a thong Me and Ochoe poured a eight up Can't stay and have your pu**y 'cause I'm getting to the paper See you later Cutting n***as off just like a taper Smoking on that OG gas, you'd swear it's from Jamaica Damn, b*t*h, quit the cap, you know who we are Poured a eight up, it got me in the stars (Yeah, you dig?) b*t*h, I'm a dog, I don't need a vet f**k on that b*t*h, then I ask, "Who's next?" Run up that cash and I run up a check, yeah b*t*h, I'm floating on this pill, I don't wanna come down Got your main b*t*h in my phone and she trying to f**k now I just poured an eight with Ochoe and we smoking out the pound b*t*h keep acting clueless, you gon' catch a hundred rounds b*t*h, I'm floating on this pill, I don't wanna come down Got your main b*t*h in my phone and she trying to f**k now I just poured an eight with Ochoe and we smoking out the pound b*t*h keep acting clueless, you gon' catch a hundred rounds
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