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Michael Castillo
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Letra
I know you miss me
And I ain't picking the phone no more that was last week
Tired of all your bullshit bitch get off me bitch get!
Smoking lotta trees yeah bitch lotta broccoli
I'm sorry (Yeah I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry)
Yeah, yeah I'm sorry (Yeah I'm sorry)
Had to smoke one drink one pop one
Got the henny wanna shot yeah i got one
Yeah yeah yeah
Taste good like soul food
Parked up outside in the old school
The new me back with the old you
A dog always find his way back home and it's so true
Woof!
Later imma fall through and pop one
You know the motto smoke some, drink some, pop one
Got your hand on my glock while your ass ride shotgun
High high stakes, we risk it every day
Ride round around
I know fuckin' ugly niggas just not fun
Had to zero out the fade cause I'm not one
So smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit!)
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
Smoke some, drink some, pop one
I'ma run through
On the front stoops all gettin', yeah
Right, ball with it
Yeah, I'm in a cat call with it
Yeah, I made phone calls with it
Yeah, I made bank calls with it, yeah
N' H-town lately where you find me, yeah
Ride round city, no ID, yeah
Back of the Benz where I find peace, yeah
Yeah, beats popular, I need options in
From Doo-Wop and them
Woof!
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
I don't give no fuck ride through city with a buck
Writer(s): Michael Castillo
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