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I'm basically the shit I smoke, I drink, I fuck bitches, I skate I'm basically the shit Huh If you wanna try, you can try If you need some drugs from me, huh, you can buy Lil' shawty watchin' me all day, yeah, she a spy I been shoppin' all day, I been cashin' out I'm boolin' with a thot I just want her to go convertible, yeah, drop the top This a Chrome Hearts Rolex, this ain't no regular watch Lil' bitch, I got them knots If I see 12, my bitch gon' put them drugs in her crotch If we get away, I'ma eat her like some butterscotch You smoke block work, bitch, you don't smoke no Za' Hunnid shots at his tater, turned him into tater-tots Nah, I ain't hatin', but these niggas be dickridin' a lot My chain swingin' when I fuck yo' bitch in missionary Diamonds on my neck, my wrist, my fist, diamonds everywhere If I put some diamonds on that bitch, she always gon' be there Yeah, she always gon' be here, she ain't goin' nowhere Rabin Mink on my body, this is not no bear These niggas be tryin' so hard, but they can't compare No Xanax, but a nigga havin' bars like I'm straight outta jail If I bet on myself, I'll never fail I'm gon' win everytime, just like Floyd I'm turnt on vacations, there's a check if I got to board a flight A hunnid K for one night, huh, that's sum' light I was gon' fuck yo' bih', but I didn't 'cause she not my type But they way her ass pokin', huh, in them tights Hmm, hmm, hmm, I just might, hmm I just might, hmm, hmm, hmm, I just might, hmm I just might, yeah, yeah, yeah, I just might, yeah I just might fuck that lil' bih' Too much ice on me, got them niggas sick If a nigga ever send the drop, my boy gon' handle it You gon' get yo' candles lit, double O shit I was trending the other day and I ain't even post shit I was on the block, yeah, yeah, I was posted I was tryna get that green, yeah, that guacamole I used to rock the Robin's jeans, I never had no Girbaud's I ain't give a fuck 'bout what I had on 'cause I was gettin' to that loot, woah Huh, huh, huh, I ain't give a fuck 'bout what I had on 'cause I was gettin' to that loot, woah Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh I ain't give a fuck 'bout what I had on 'cause I was gettin' to that loot, ooh Lean, Molly, X Weed, sex Sticks up, private jet That's a light flex, I ain't show my muscle These niggas pussy, these niggas don't want no tussle Upside down cross chain, X on my buckle These niggas hyped 'bout that ho, I already fucked her Codeine on ice, yeah, I'm a Wockhardt lover Could you believe that I, huh, huh, used to struggle?
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