Sober
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Load after load Bitch I done married the Thank you gennkai For all the blessings Swish Check check They wasn't ready I'm getting fetti Ed Edd and Eddy Pockets on heavy You talking reckless Hand on the leavy Lame bitches petty All this fish in the sea I get plenty Counting dollars you racking the pennies And my dog running stimpy White bitch and she showing me titties Might hit when this drank hit my kidney Might ditch now I'm sober it hit me I don't got time for relationships really Gotta get mine then I hop on the bently Back to the streets cause this check Iain missing She wanna mess with my pimpin She hot cause a nigga ain't tempted Back on the block with the drac and the semi Five on the dot getting head I'm the tinted I'm talking plot and you bitches ain't with it You stick to the plot and you might get commended Straight out the south I done got me a ticket You rap about clout but I rap for them benjis I'mma ball out and see you at the finish I'mma ball out and see you at the finish They wasn't ready I'm getting fetti Ed Edd and Eddy Pockets on heavy You talking reckless Hand on the leavy Lame bitches petty All this fish in the sea I get plenty Counting dollars you racking the pennies And my dog running stimpy They wasn't ready I'm getting fetti Ed Edd and Eddy Pockets on heavy You talking reckless Hand on the leavy Lame bitches petty All this fish in the sea I get plenty Counting dollars you racking the pennies And my dog running stimpy Shooter from Pakistan We in the trap again Bottom bitch came with a pack of friends Two sets of twins so I had to win Ok I done showed up Talking big hov Old nigga move ove cause I got me a load young nigga won't fold Fold got the pack off the road Gotta keep me a heater them bullets won't run low Two babies gotta teach them you earn what you work for Big Brazy still throwing up fours Walking round in this bitch yes in a peacoat You a clown I'mma pit can't steal my drip I'm still in the trench And they call me big Mitch I feel I'm it let me pour me a fifth I'mma get me a bag then a nigga gone dip got off my ass walking round with the drip They wasn't ready I'm getting fetti Ed Edd and Eddy Pockets on heavy You talking reckless Hand on the leavy Lame bitches petty All this fish in the sea I get plenty Counting dollars you racking the pennies And my dog running stimpy They wasn't ready I'm getting fetti Ed Edd and Eddy Pockets on heavy You talking reckless Hand on the leavy Lame bitches petty All this fish in the sea I get plenty Counting dollars you racking the pennies And my dog running stimpy
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