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Sippin on lean, and took a hit of boof
Got my glock, make a nigga go poof
I'm with the gang and we in the stu
You know I stand, real shit approved
Smoking on weed, yea it go green
Why yo bitch tryn make a scene
I got a glock, it got a beam
Finna wipe out the whole team
Box him up like an Amazon package
You know im crazy, I aint average
You got a pistol but ain't cause no havoc
I'm with yo hoe, yk that we cracking
I got the ball, yk ima pass it
I'm like gi-hun the money I'm stackin
I aint a hunter but still feel like Travis
If you keep talking it's finna get graphic
Chillin in, the back (yeah)
Emptied out the bags (yeah)
you don't get a pass
Lil bitch jus relax
Hop in a jet, fly out to Paris
Why yo bitch introduce me to her parents
Count the money, nothing for granted
Rolled out inna McLaren, uh
Know it's from the get-go
Guess that nigga crazy
Now I got a bent hoe
Keep on tryna date me
I keep getting high, and it
Make my vision hazy
Yuh yuh yuh
Why my vision wavy
Sippin on lean, and took a hit of boof
Got my glock, make a nigga go poof
I'm with the gang and we in the stu
You know I stand, real shit approved
Smoking on weed, yea it go green
Why yo bitch tryn make a scene
I got a glock, it got a beam
Finna wipe out the whole team
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