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1111 is also sixteen sub 1 in binary
Wood never get board as a two by four
They eight to see my jank here, raising stakes for your plank stares

I'm

lasso you the moon
Why you settle for a Bruce
A goose kissing a moose
You down by the bay
But my watermelon fruit
Off the porch while you stoop
You a dog

feeling
Feel like my skull ain't got no ceiling
Seem like everyday I smoke up at the park
Feels like everyday is getting hard
Sc coupe engine turbocharged

all up
Till I dry, set fire to me

When you drive by, say hi to me
Nah, fuck it, when you drive by
Shoot me like five times till my life
Flat lines with

Three homies with me that will ride
Yeah you know it's a vibe yeah
Girl loves me by my side
And you know she a vibe yeah
Slow creeping through

lonely no no no

I got a seed in the ground
(That He's blessing)
(No more stressing)
(Cause I know that)
(He is working)
I got a seed in the ground
(That

She she,  she, she
From her slave days to modern times
Degraded and sexually abused by her slave master
Ill-treated and misunderstood by her husband,

In a low rider, I drove by ya
The bass bumping, the flow tie-dye, I know nada
No limits, no habla what you speaking
I don’t hear it, I fly higher

there's no quittin plus I'm comin up quick
I'm makin moves got the sauce and the juice
Should've choice me as a duck and went to choose another goose

blunts in the back of that school
Wit my nigga cherry bomb wit the long goose on
We was always up to no good
Whipping stolen cars all thru the hood
Back

Look
Look look look
We gonna start this year off right?
Alright?
No more playin'
No more beating around the bush
Nah, none of that
This year's gonna

If I smash on the low
She won't keep her mouth closed
Got some hoes that I hit on the low low
Ask about a bitch I ain't got no say so
Yea you know that

Holy Ghost I feel it
I was just numbin my feelings
I ain't got no filter
I stay talking my shit I
Tuck the boogeyman in I
Say goodnight
To the old me

the whip no mileage
Call me on money replying
How come the opps keep dying
Regardless- that's a pack that I'm buying
Street like a kitchen, chopping

Locked in with Flappy 'til our wings no longer flapping in this bitch
Addiction imprisoning me, swallowing uppers by the script
My nerves be buzzin'
That's

her mental
I snatch her soul just off subliminals
She like what happen?
No Michael Jackson
You've been hit by you struck by a smooth criminal
She say

Ok Ok

I (I)
Never felt like this in my whole life (life)
I might of said too much but that's alright 
(alright)
This don't need to end no not

running up a hill
Got no gas in the tank, got no gas in they face
cll we see is just blank stares 
Masks on the face
95's on the face
Got the Mac

KNC gon' turn it up baby
Y'all don't know about this one

Sippin' in the basement not no Wock it's pure gray goose
Shorty tried to take the klock

(Kei)
Ima get straight to it man these niggas never drop nothing
You never seen me going to no party bitch i'm opp hunting
Clap so many times you can

the difference makes u nameless
The same shit
Gettin spewed our twice
Like ya ur goose is pimping ganders
But my duck fried the rice
You getting sliced
A fat ass

ain't a part of me
No matter how hard I gotta work
You can find me up before the sun
Don't spill your tea up on my shirt
See these times are the lonely

the sub-woofer thump
Quad hit so hard... vibrate yo trunk
Yo bang' it in the hood or par'lay in the cut
Catch me cruisin' down the Ave, top down, no front

hard... vibrate yo trunk
Yo bang' it in the hood or par'lay in the cut
Catch me cruisin' down the Ave, top down, no front
On the creep through the hood,