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Bora Bora
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Darian D
Darian D
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Blowin' on loud and them pills got em rolling, we gettin' high in the morning Found out my dawg was a fake, I ain't know it She hop in and suck it, don't where we goin I fly the bih from out of Florida, she ain't fucking I ignore her Just got a new hammer, feeling like Thor Get in that jam imma lie, ion care if I swore She got that water like Bora, exploring her body no Dora Put some holes in that nigga he porous, she say I'm breaking her morals She screaming Blac you the goat, why is you repeating shit that I know Pour up a eight and we go have a toast, why for yo family hate you the most Call my brudda, he keep the hammer tucked Pussy mad, know that he cant hang wit us He was popping, got rolled up like a Dutch (Uh roll em roll em up) Call my shoota, Klay know that he gon' buss Can't go back to the city it's danger, don't leave the crib without bangers uhh Keep a forty on me cause it's hard to trust, Grabba leaf and I fill it wit Bubba Kush Got a freak and I'm digging all in her guts Beat it up Beat it up, make her suck me and after she clean it up Now my crib got the cameras no sneaking up, it ain't no sneaking up I had to switch up my situation, cut em off cuz they started hating Trying to drown myself with the mud, praying for better days Take you a trip on the acid, I'm telling you feel like you high for ages I'm having lucid dreams, I'm sleep and somehow my mind awake Blowin' on loud and them pills got em rollin', we getting high in the morning Found out my dawg was a fake, I ain't know it She hop in and suck it, don't where we goin I fly the bih from out of Florida, she ain't fucking I ignore her Just got a new hammer, feeling like Thor Get in that jam, imma lie ion care if I swore She got that water like Bora, exploring her body no Dora Put some holes in that nigga he porous, she say I'm breaking her morals She screaming Blac you the goat, why is you repeating shit that I know Pour up a eight and we go have a toast, why for yo family hate you the most Lock all the windows, better lock all the doors I got some kinfolk I ain't spoke to in years Swear to God when this shit blow imma smoke out the leer We been pouring up since jits so the sprite never clear, nah Switching lanes on them hating bitches, goin' forward they veer off Gimme the best head, now I cant even steer nah Man down never stand down, he get fanned down I got a new drum band sounds, I got a new plug mad pounds, mad pounds Blowin' on loud and these pills got em rolling, we getting high in the morning Found out my dawg was a fake, I ain't know it She hop in and suck it, don't where we goin I fly the bih from out of Florida, she ain't fucking I ignore her Just got a new hammer, feeling like Thor Get in that jam, imma lie ion care if I swore She got that water like Bora, exploring her body no Dora Put some holes in that nigga he porous, she say I'm breaking her morals She screaming Blac you the goat, why is you repeating shit that I know Pour up a eight and we go have a toast, why for yo family hate you the most
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