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Thugger, ayy
I roll me one, smoke to the face
Billboard Hitmakers
I roll me one, smoke to the face, ayy (Ayy)
Roll up a blunt and I'ma face it (King slime), yeah, yeah
Hey! (Yeah, yeah)

They politickin' 'bout these cases (Politickin' 'bout these cases), hey, ooh-ayy
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it (And I'ma face it), ayy (Yeah)

Troublemaker man
I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah (Yeah)
My lil' n***as tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah (Yeah)
Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and they don't play with that (Patek Phillipe)
She been suckin' d**k way before a n***a made it, yeah

Pass me the mothaf**kin' lighter (Pass, pass)
Lil mama overseas, I'ma Skype her (Thugger, thugger)
n***a checkin' out the squad, tryna bite us (Slime)
But my hand is way different, got the Midas (Woo)
Do a dream with me, ayy, do some things with me (Yeah)
Bae, drink your lean with me (Yeah), bae, fall asleep with me (Fall asleep)
Ayy fall asleep, we drive (Woo)
Jeopardize your life or mines (Woo)
Let me f**k one more time and I'll help you write your rhymes

It's extremely fake
They politickin' 'bout these cases, hey, ooh-ayy (Yeah)
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it, ayy (Yeah)

Troublemaker man
I've been shootin' out with my neighbors, yeah (Oh yeah)
My lil' n***as tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah (Brr)
Patek Phillipe, they got my wrist and they don't play with that (Patek Phillipe)
She been suckin' d**k way before a n***a made it, yeah (Yeah)

Bands, bands, bands
Right outta the plans, plans, plans
I'll pop at your man, man, man
I'll do what I can, know what I'm sayin'
Yes, I'm geeked up like an astronaut, I'm off the Earth
I'm way in the moon, kickin' sh*t without a broom
My mama can't lose
I'ma keep her in the fresh cars and I'ma put on them shoes
I'ma keep her so froze up, yeah, I'ma keep her in some jewels
I'ma go 'head and nut in my b*t*h, I'ma gon' and give her juice
She did two times now, I done told her that was rude
They don't wanna see you win, nah, they want you always to lose
They gon' always want you be stuck with them
They'll never wish you good luck on them
And they'll never wish bad luck either
And I don't know what the f**k to think either
Got a foreign car like a white beetle
Actin' like she like people
Knowin' they don't give two f**ks if they're still here
They'll leave her

This politician is so fake
They politickin' 'bout these cases (Put it on God), hey, ooh-ayy
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it (Yeah, yeah), ayy

Ayy, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
She was suckin' d**k, yeah, yeah
Ayy
Yeah, new 'Tek Phillipe
Cost a hundred bands, man
Clear, nothin' on it
Then I went and seen Elliott and iced that motherf**ker out, you dig?
That's on Big Duck, that's on all 6, know what I'm sayin'?
I got like a 170, 180 thousand dollar watch, bro
And it glow up green at night
And when the sun hit it on the plane
You understand what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, I used to do this sh*t to maintain
'Til I started usin' 14% of my brain
And that left me with 5 stars worth of stains, you dig?
Thugger!

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