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fuck her sinus
I been high so long I forgot what the time is

Fuck it's eleven eleven
Whole team full of shooters James kyrie and kevin
I don't even need

good times roll
The propane warms the instruments
The music warms my soul
I'm that guy that doesn't have a ticket
No tent, no beer, no cash
I'll just

about the good why the bad over weigh
Or is it just my damn mind playing tricks on me
Staying solo for the come up ayye bros we need it
Gotta eat and get

good that's why she be tripping
Might fly out to Cali and stop by the warehouse
I fuck with the migos, I keep me a meat roll
But nahh i don't fuck with

the line, like pick and roll
Weed and the wine like mistletoe
Her figure all time, the pinnacle
All in her spine, she with it tho
I think that she lying, I

you plant a seed, you'll get a family instead
There really is no time, that's what man created
You need to speak your mind before yo' conscious faded

all of my cuddies
Cause I thought they love me whole time no they didn't
Roll up a Dutch and my problems good riddance
I didn't bump no Nas but I knew

gasoline
Bonfires by the ocean kicking back beside the beach
Walk across a bed of coals is how we basking in the heat
Leather seats is in my whip, it's got

Momma always said go hard or go home
Made it so far, but I'm so far from my goals
Roll hard like an old car on the road
I don't told y'all imma

day by day
勝利擺在面前bout to get it on my way
I'm a beast yeah feeling good all I do is rap
I'm a beast kill them all
I'm a beast I'm a beast
Gonna kill

Out of school a tie grew from your neck
Run in circles for your pay check
Bought a house your parents would own

All your actions are governed by

pouring out
Pussy I can't choke
What you really know now
I be making moves now
Shorty by my side got my back
She can have it all now
Ona roll can't stop
Ima

time that you wrong
When your bad man need ganja, me was the good girl who light it all up
I learnt to roll your rizla
Now i choke in the smoke and you

with you
But I'm guessing I always gotta handout tissues
Well is fuck it though
Right now I'm guessing I gotta roll
That shit ain't how it's supposed

the shit
Now get offended you intolerant clit
Now it's time I get a little crude
Grab em by the pussy kinda mood
Can I say that or you think that's too rude?

sent from heaven
My G stay on the corner like Seven-Eleven
Count it up
Count it up
Fill my cup
Drank
Roll me up dank
Pour my thoughts
Blank
Run it up

We hop in cars and roll 'em deep, uh
On the way to chase our dreams
That ETA it tends to change
You stay the same, it's not by me
I searched for

anaa
Daabi die you for dey gee
By this time kohwe gee
Obi maame da surgery npaso
Yebo ne dinn koraa wonte
Now all the boys dey pray benz
Emaa no koraa

Waukesha in my cup
I'm counting these dead man's with my friends
Pop another perc I smoke a opp every time I roll up
Good dirty cup dirtier just like Diana

you need that Guap just paste it
I'll send some mills just take it
I bless you for all ma success now I think am making progress
I took those shoes by

Drop top cruising late night through the Cruz
I'm 10 away be right outside at 2
Don't ask no questions we got things to do
Stop by the store and go

a Good Burger and All That cat, Huh
Better strap up cuz I ain't falling for that
She got vinegar by the tub., man I heard she got that snap back
Couldn't

Tell them that Jack the knife
Is more than a friend
Tell them they look good
Just dance
See that young barman
He came and he went
See that my mother gets

by my side
You know this shit can change in the blink of eye, roll of the dice, screech of a tire
Oh oh oh
Better than living a lie, anything's better