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(Roshy) I got a brand new (Ha) I got a brand new whip outside, ha Yeah, I got a brand new (XXAY buggin on the track) I got a brand new whip outside Hop in that Tonka, lil bitch, go ride I'm finna take these drugs all night, finna go meet God And them shooters around your house, we finna meet in the sky Yeah, them Percs, they don't run out, got unlimited supply That boy run up then he die, can't believe he tried his life Hit my mom, she gon' cry, cry Sip this drank, I'm gon' fly, fly Pop this Perc', fall out, might die (Ha) Pop this Perc', fall out, might die (Ha) We finna meet in the sky, huh Let's see who get high (See who get high) We ain't sipping on wine, I need the Wocky 'til I die Boy, you sipping that line, you been ashamed You been telling them lies You said that's your wife, I just fucked her from the side Go through her phone, you'll find out You gon' cry, you gon' pop out You gon' wanna fight it out Told your bitch ass, "Meet me in the south" (Meet me in the south) We gon' take a jet, fly out (Fly out) We gonna hit the mall, buy that shit out Big ass check just hit my bank account (My bank account) Ain't no looking back now Got them shooters in the background (The background) We all rich and paid Ain't gotta watch my back now (My back now) The gang on go We gon' stomp you if no guns allowed (Stomp it out) She ain't fuck me when I was broke but what she doing now? You ain't never seen no bank account with two commas, wow Million dollars in my face got me laughing, ha Heard your music is so shit, ha, you crashing out Took them Percs and your bitch ass just crashed out I got a brand new whip outside Hop in that Tonka, lil bitch, go ride I'm finna take these drugs all night Finna go meet God And them shooters around your house We finna meet in the sky Yeah, them Percs, they don't run out Got unlimited supply That boy run up then he die, can't believe he tried his life Hit my mom, she gon' cry, cry Sip this drank, I'm gon' fly, fly Pop this Perc', fall out, might die (Ha) Pop this Perc', fall out, might die (Ha) We finna meet in the sky, huh Let's see who get high (See who get high) We ain't sipping on wine, I need the Wocky 'til I die Boy, you sipping that line, you been ashamed You been telling them lies You said that's your wife, I just fucked her from the side
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