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I spark up the gas the xans in the Fanta
Your bitch in the coupe, the roof Panamera
Mixed up the hundreds with Truey and Ralphy
Gas in brain got my vision so cloudy
I spark up the gas the xans in the Fanta
Your bitch in the coupe, the roof Panamera
Mixed up the hundreds with Truey and Ralphy
Gas in brain got my vision so cloudy

She wanna come kick it, with the yung skrrt
I skrrt when I work and when I skrrt make her twerk
I know some killas that's putting in work
She wanna come twerk when I skrrt of the curb
My niggas we winning we coming in first
No competition we layed them in hearse
Count up at Lenox, made Fendi her purse
Count up big digits finessed up a ticket
Gold in mouth when I speaking she tweaking and choosing
These niggas be mad cause they losing
Bitches be thirsty and flirty they drooling
I'm cooling and I'm boolin just getting these moves in
Xaned up the fanta
I'm geekin slow motion
Reaction that potion I'm dabbing & having
Reclining relaxing
Niggas be joking you clowning we laughing
Nasty lil' bitch tryna swallow the semen
Threw on the thrasher and huf for the evening
The bitch got no morals
She wanna do oral
She sucked on my dick and I skrrt on the floor
Im rolling and smoking like I'm locomotion
Benjamin Franklins they got me so focused
The roof on the coupe going poof hocus pocus
The roof on the coupe going poof hocus pocus
f*ck nigga like, ayy

Make it do magic, I make it do magic
These niggas be losing they face looking tragic
I make it do magic, I make it do magic
He seen my shorty got mad he not having
I make it do magic, I make it do magic
These niggas be losing they face looking tragic
I make it do magic, I make it do magic
He seen my shorty got mad he not having

Yung skrrt

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