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Burn One
Smoke that, Hey, Hey
Hey, Smoke That, Burn one, Blow Boy, Burn One, Burn One

I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f**k the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them B*t*hes stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a f**king Pole
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f**k the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them B*t*hes stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a f**king Pole

We was in the school with the sack, we ain't make the Honor Roll
My N***a had a hunnid B's, yeah you know he slanging bones
Now I'm on the stage rocking shows and f**king bad hoes
I ain't ever had sh*t but now I got a bankroll
Try to catch me up in traffic Hellcat got me smashing
Hood b*t*h up on my side and you know that b*t*h ratchet
Like she came up out my nuts, that b*t*h calling me her daddy
Hit that Lil b*t*h with a Trojan I ain't trying' be a papi
I was posted up with C's f**k being on the Honor Roll
My choppa holdin' double D's, I'm not gone slide but I will wipe your nose
I did my dirt up on my own, you n***as never sticking to the code
I put that pole right to his nose give me everything he f**king froze
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f**k the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them B*t*hes stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a f**king Pole
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f**k the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them B*t*hes stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a f**king Pole

In the Benz, Imma spin the block, Imma bend the block
Got your b*t*h, and she giving Top, she a f**king Bop
Keep a Glock, for a f**king Opp, I'mma pop his top
Drop the Top, now I'm in the wind, f**king on her friend
Gave her d**k, she said "Oh my God", like I'm heaven-sent
When I'm done, drop the Thottie off, she like where you went
Bank the Gwop, Bank The DM Bands, B*t*h I'm in the trap
What's the bill, get it through the mail, got this sh*t for sale
Blowing dope, yeah that stupid Gas, Coffin I ain't help
Try-Tryna Rob, N***as hatin' on me that's gone be a fell
In the way, N***as in the way, get 'em out the way
Wipe his nose, 50 on my waist, I'mma let it spray (pray)

I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f**k the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them B*t*hes stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a f**king Pole
I ain't ever had sh*t but I can f**k the baddest hoe
'Member I was dead broke now I'm on the Honor Roll
Pockets they was flatline now them B*t*hes stupid swole
And them N***as hatin' on me gotta keep a f**king Pole

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