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(Wheezy Outta Here)
(It's Dynamite lil bitch)

Pop Champaign, I take these drugs to get lit
Glockiana by my side yea I keep it on my hip
The way gets so high off these drugs yea I fade away
Pop shit, drop shit
U know that I fade away like yeah
When I copped this Glock lil baby I feel like the Taliban
Why you cross me over yeah you crossed me for another man
So, baby don't break my heart
Don't push my demons to the edge
Please don't break my heart
Now I'm plotting on revenge
Now we got push to start
I push my foreign to the edge
I love my Glock so hard push my opps off of the edge
Run up on your block make it feel like Afghan
Pop a perc disappear yea I feel like Pac-man
Wanna get away from drugs
Wanna get away from all this trappin
Demons taking over so I went back to that trappin
Only time I'm feeling happy is when I'm on drugs I vanish
I'ma sell these drugs till the day I die

I love to snake my friends murder on my mind
The way I'm loving you yea I thought u was my bride
Catching bodies yea, I'm catching homicides
No, you can't hurt me baby I'm a serpent in disguise
Black out
Open up see darkness
Then I black out
Drugs and alcohol ain't working
Pass out
Know these drugs they do they purpose
Now I cash out
Say I might cop you that Birkin
Oh no drugs and alcohol it fades off
Smoking on my opps yea I'm feeling like I'm Hitler
Choppa by my side yea this is a stick up
Over taken by the demons no I cannot save her yea
Choppa by my side is my lightsaber
Rolling leaf's in this bitch ain't roll no paper
Over thrown by darkness thought I was Darth Vader
Way the demons fall there an Elevator
Pull up to yo block pull up to that coup
Pop shit drop shit donuts hula hooping yea
Leaving riddles with that tec. Leaving blue clues
The way I'm sleeping on these bitches' yea I'm really snoozing yea
Keep that Glock up on my side gave me Anesthesia
Had some long nights smoking gas Anesthesia
The way I'm cooking up my ops yea got a fever
We had some long night I'm balling feel like Derek Jeter
The way I'm cashing out
So locked up in the stu this is my passion now
Release my sorrow up in the air
Demon picking up a chair he's sitting over there
If I play my cards right why won't life just treat me fair
Change my life
Can't change that hate up in my heart so I might take my life
Haunting over on my opps I feel poltergeist
Say I know that bitch is fake yeah, she switching sides

Pop Champaign, I take these drugs to get lit
Glockiana by my side yea I keep it on my hip
The way gets so high off these drugs yea I fade away
Pop shit, drop shit
U know that I fade away like yeah
When I copped this Glock lil baby I feel like the Taliban
Why you cross me over yeah you crossed me for another man
So, baby don't break my heart
Don't push my demons to the edge
Please don't break my heart
Now I'm plotting on revenge
Now we got push to start
I push my foreign to the edge
I love my Glock so hard push my opps off of the edge
Run up on your block make it feel like Afghan
Pop a perc disappear yea I feel like Pac-man
Wanna get away from drugs
Wanna get away from all this trappin
Demons taking over so I went back to that trappin
Only time I'm feeling happy is when I'm on drugs I vanish
I'ma sell these drugs till the day I die

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