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Sippin on hi-tech like that blood
Keep a stick no hockey puck your done
I don't care that's your bitch I fucked
Two toned wrist that shit cost like your beamer
Chopper get hot like a fever
I let it sing like it's Bieber
Nobody heard of you niggas
He said he get money we do not believe him
Gotta pack came through the mail
If you want smoke up that fire
Keep it blood raw till I die
I can't f*ck with y'all no lie
Got a white bitch she so pale I think she got too high
Niggas blind they need that braille he don't see that he gon die
I took the top off the drop for the chopper we taking your dome bitch I'm hitting your fitted
Ya boy going to be in a coffin the way that he talking I had to go say my good riddance
These niggas ain't shit bitch I'm making a killing
Feel like I'm Goku you not even Krillin
They said they want all the smoke like a Rasta
You not in my rank bitch you not on the roster
Put that shank in his body I'm feeling like Asta
You is not rich little boy you an imposter
My chopper jumping I feel like I'm autumn
I need more drugs so the plug I'm a call him
Ignorant I fucked your bitch
I had a stick before I got rich
You sipping Robitussin I'm on tris
I put a hollow tip right in his ribs
If you keep talking bitch I'm a just buss it
Your bitch on my dick and I got that hoe blushing
Call of duty with that k I'm a rush em
I put your partner inside of my blunt
I feel like Saitama take him in one punch
Got red inside my cup
Sippin on hi-tech like that blood
Keep a stick no hockey puck your done
I don't care that's your bitch I fucked
Two toned wrist that shit cost like your beamer
Chopper get hot like a fever
I let it sing like it's Bieber
Nobody heard of you niggas
He said he get money we do not believe him
Got a pack came through the mail
If you want smoke up that fire
Keep it blood raw till I die
I can't f*ck with y'all no lie
Got a white bitch she so pale I think she got too high
Niggas blind they need that braille he don't see that he gon die
Talk down when I'm not there
He come around now he gon lie
Sippin on hi-tech like that blood
Keep a stick no hockey puck your done
I don't care that's your bitch I fucked
Two toned wrist that shit cost like your beamer
Chopper get hot like a fever
I let it sing like it's Bieber
Nobody heard of you niggas
He said he get money we do not believe him
Gotta pack came through the mail
If you want smoke up that fire
Keep it blood raw till I die
I can't f*ck with y'all no lie

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