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Put em on ice again
I Put em on ice again like
I had a lil roster
Was smoking through niggas like rastas
They can't even see it
Had em wide open, receiver
He doing the dash
But he couldn't retrieve it
Had my heart twisted on niggas
That told me some shit
But I never could see it
Had my mind focused on getting up outta this school
But I couldn't believe it
Losing my mind so it's "f*ck I can't sleep"
And I'm facing the woods just to count all my sheep
Feening for E so that I can feel better
Airing them out now they looking for shelter
Feeling the pressure so f*ck I can't sleep
And she offering pleasure that shit is so cheap
Devil in Prada, his shit so white
Devil is dripping
He flooded with ice
Moving too slow and I'm looking for speed
Keep it consistent that's all that I need
You changing the pace then this shit finna crash
If you taking my test then make sure you could pass
Checking my page
And he checking my face
Tryna read on my mind
Tryna stay in his place
Stay on my doly they pray on my death
Stay on my doly they knew I was blessed
I had a lil roster
Was smoking through niggas like rastas
They can't even see it
Had em wide open, receiver
He doing the dash
But he couldn't retrieve it
Had my heart twisted on niggas
That told me some shit
But I never could see it
Had my mind focused on getting up outta this school
But I couldn't believe it
Ghosting my hoes now they feeling like Casper
That's what you get
For fucking with rappers
Keep you around just to feed all they demons
They act like they with you
Switch up like the seasons
Drowning in crowds tryna dead all my doubts
So I'm calling up homies to water the drought
Crossing my line get a cease and desist
If you f*ck with the fam then you cease to exist
I'm downing the bottle
I'm drinking the molly
I'm trying to chill but I think that he want me
He trying to talk and I'm tryna dance
Tryna pull up when i be in a stance
Checking his gangsta
He checking my vibe
Giving him life
But he trying to die
All up in this kitty
I think that he scheming
I think that he feening
I love that he feening like
I had a lil roster
Was smoking through niggas like rastas
They can't even see it
Had em wide open, receiver
He doing the dash
But he couldn't retrieve it
Had my heart twisted on niggas
That told me some shit
But I never could see it
Had my mind focused on getting up outta this school
But I couldn't believe it

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