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she make a lil money when the cameras on
She a thoroughbred by design
I'm a pimp girl and yo I ain't lyin'
Devin world! excellent, party time
If you

head
I got these haunts of the dead
I got these lyrics on my dome so I write them in lead
All this money in my pocket makes for rough rain
All this love

town
I had to leave the party early
Cos that clown just freaked me out
Running off into the jungle
Consumed by fear and wonder
Christmas is round

to fight like I been a boxer
I left my keys in the car and for a minute I quit being god
I'm Frank Sinatra sitting inside Synagogue with Siddartha
George

kilowatt
Parties lit parking lots, I'm wit da pros
These hoes wanna stick they nose like Ambrose
Wanna spend tha night, Socialites in plainclothes

living life
Just getting by
Losing conscious
Light up blunts Yeah
In the party with bitches
In Mercedes benzes

We just living life
Getting lit at night

You don't really wanna test me
I get a perfect score no quest-y
You walk with a bowl
Without the nestle
Stuck in the friend zone
Your the bestie
You

put this feeling down the drain
Tell me are you gonna let me in or are you gonna leave in the rain
Baby I just wanna be the one you can run to when you

rain it fuckes up my joint now what I'm saying?
And fuck planes, cuz I am already high in the sky
Hung over vibes, cuz I was high
An optimal life is for

that inspire me I'm keeping them close
Till we riding side by side in a wraith or a ghost
Till we stop going to these parties and start being the host
We

and see
Months went by really fast
It's almost sad that such beauty didn't last
Yeah
Holding on to you when my time runs out
We'll be in a different story

minding on
I make my money by myself 19yo the fuck you want
Whity girl want getting high taking shrooms and riding on
Keep away your lame ass  I'm in here

hopped in the wraith
I called her a uber

Bitch begon
What are you here for

She party off molly
Riding my harley

Go for there whole team
Pussy so toxic

that (Whe deh gwan baby)
The only question is nigga WHAT RULEZ nigga

A Belizean Raised up in south central, but i never banged tho
But the Rellys n

I don't want her
I don't want her
I don't want her
I don't want her
It's Willz
Level 119
Checking in
Its a party in the A
Hustlers around and we all

Right in the mouth of the Mississippi 
In the gulf of Mexico 
Port to the middle of the country 
Missouri Iowa Minnesota 
Neither the heat the rain

Makin' bangers by the minute
Look at my bank, lot of digits
Look to the top, sky's the limit
Out in Paris, we get lit
So tell me why would I quit

still got dawgs I'm like Old Yella
I think I got my groove back I'm so Stella
The block ain't a game sorry young fella
We opened him up in the rain now he

like I done killed somebody
Just on my arm with a tailgate shotty
I'm a redneck found in the lobby
Lookin' for the beer in the motel party
Waitin' for

up
Feeling like a zombie
3 point like a Kobe (NBA)
Playing like Bobby
Money it's my hobby (aye)


Rain in my soul
Stop this show
Feel all my pain

gon' bust it open, do it for some French fries
She gon' bring her friends, party with the French fries
Pussy's in my business, wants to be a French fry

fucked by man himself
But there's some of those who are oh so silly one might say
The ones in the king's hand made armor fit only for themselves
Storming

the type to party
If they call me then I'm in there with some dread heads in the lobby
That's rare though
Cause I don't really fuck with people
Shit be weird

Playing in the acid rain
Look at the children cry
Empty echoes sound the same
Everyone asking why
Walking on the path of least resistance