My Own!
Joey Indica
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Boy I'm rolling up a blunt it's barely two am in the morning Smoking gas from outta space I'm smoking on these moonstones If I pop that perk, better leave my ass alone That boy talking tough I turn him to a vegetable Me and my niggas might run to pockets we want dem extras Stacking up these god damn racks it feel like Tetris My shooter, my shooter yeah they pulling up in a all black Lexus Boy I been trapping for so damn long but I'm still next up Did all this shit on my own my old niggas left us Wonder how they gon feel when I go hop in that Tesla Boy I'm flexing on these lames like a damn wrestler If I see that bitch Nigga in public then it's up Boy I'm rolling up a blunt it's barely two am in the morning Smoking gas from outta space I'm smoking on these moonstones If I pop that perk, better leave my ass alone That boy talking tough I turn him to a vegetable Boy I'm rolling up a blunt it's barely two am in the morning Smoking gas from outta space I'm smoking on these moonstones If I pop that perk, better leave my ass alone That boy talking tough I turn him to a vegetable
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