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Sitting at my mom's dreaming
About paychecks with loot
My ex-girl's boobs
And how to smoke legal like Snoop… (oops)
I'm interrupted by the door knock
leather
Ridin' to Cold Devil
You know this Draco heavy
Thousand dollar tools, thousand dollar shoes
Drakeo and Bambino got Margielas
That's 03 different
'em into bit's (Huh?)
Mr he Ain't That
He ain't that and he ain't this (Nigga)
Mr met By Chance, she just wanna suck my dick
(Bitch, ayy)
I done smoked
in the groove
I'm usin the tools despite riding
The music to move i do what it do but
Never did what it doesn't
Confusing the tunes hit with
Some
the fucking haters hate it

Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys
This is cinematic but ain't
Directed by Spike Lee
It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule
by so called peers
Y'all have to pardon me
Graffiti beat street
Write my life for all to see
You take a bite and leave the
Rest I remind you of Lee do
cool
Aye, feel like a dad, hand me that tool
(Aye, what) ran up on me, tryna take my ice
Leave 'em on a tee 'cause I pity fool
These niggas not around
with the tool like a shed
Closed mouths never get fed
He was snitchin' to the feds
He was trippin' now he dead
Car automatic but it came with a stick
Try
Cadillac Coupe de Ville, he said remember three rules
First, you 'gon need a tool and if you pull it, shoot to kill
Never shit where you lay, don't bring
on paper by my brothers (Aye, aye)
Y-Y-You see it's Scarlxrd season, thinking how am I still breathing (Fuck, die)
Hate to say that I relapsed and back
black samoan, The Rock
My self, all by my, tipo que o name é Barack
Mandei o game p'á cova, dica dupla
É que eu também cavei o buraco
Babe, a gente
surgical
Tools and drill bit's
So when they ask what I did to this shit
"He killed it"

If you ever try to floss on
Me up in the cypher
Your platinum will
Got the beat by Powers and
We just made a banger yeah

Vintage Chanel, vintage Chanel
Weed residue, heavy smokers break scales
Run it up, run it up,
It's a matter of a love
Drove by your house in time when nobody was home
Yeah, I got it my
Hey

Kolem pasu mám banger, ayy a na nohách nový J's
so hot
It's so hot
It's so hot
But you were never taught
Woo!
So you never knew
You never knew
The joys of swimming
You sat by the pool
And played with

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