Teremana

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I got the racks and the motherfuckin' headlock I with your girl, make the bed rock
I put the bitch in the leg lock I cop the P and I set up shop
Hit the bitch off, she gettin' cropped Fuckin' that bitch, make her leg lock
I'm smokin' on gas, I'm sippin' tequila, yeah, Teremana

I just call up chum , he pour 4 up, in a Fanta
The money, the bitches not chasin' I'm chasin' the bag like I'm racin
I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that cheddar I'm only buyin' the finest things
I just text the baddest hoes, I just flex up on my foes

She a freak with all white toes, chasin' all the pot of gold
I can never cap on beats, yeah, I just practice what I preach
You can never be like me, you can never be like me
Hundred legs up in my pocket, feelin' like a centipede

I'm just blazin' west coast, got the packs, it flew back east
I'm just makin' hella bread, golden  Corral, yeah, I got yeast
She want a relationship, but I know she a real deal treesh
She just want a good meal, get some casa , straight for free

I'ma let her spit it free, I still pop her, oh, geek, geek
She wanna pop with me, she wanna pop with me
Come here, we not goin' to sleep, yeah, word
She gon' bounce it on me, swear, let that boy eat dirt, dirt

My shooter, shoot  like dirk, dirt, can't find no purr, ayy
I'm sippin' on red, red, countin' money, countin' money
I'm countin' big, dead, dead, hold up what you said
Talk about the gang, think you dead, dead, dead

Angels watchin' me, demons on my side, so you know I'm seen red
I ain't sell my soul, I might do it for the fuckin' bread
Bro, that grizzly bear, he not a bear,
he look like Ted Ted

I got the racks and the motherfuckin' headlock
I got the racks and the motherfuckin' headlock I with your girl, make the bed rock
I put the bitch in the leg lock I cop the P and I set up shop
Hit the bitch off, she gettin' cropped Fuckin' that bitch, make her leg lock
I'm smokin' on gas, I'm sippin' tequila, yeah, Teremana

I just call up chum , he pour 4 up, in a Fanta
The money, the bitches not chasin' I'm chasin' the bag like I'm racin
I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that cheddar I'm only buyin' the finest things
I just text the baddest hoes, I just flex up on my foes

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