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Austin Drinkwater
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Bando 777
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Fully flared like I'm mike mo
Kick flip with my eyes closed
Sippin' on that die slow
Alcohol with an eighth of blow
Flip a bag then I take a bag and I put it up my damn nose
Sick of all this drug shit
Off the meds then I'm feeling sick
Without meds I'm feeling low
Collect the bands then I gotta go
Ina trip I'm moving slow
Taking tabs man adios
I'll see you soon
See you soon
I'm leaving rooms
Without leaving rooms
If I think it's smooth ima cop it
Mcm the shoes man this ain't no red bottoms yeah
She want some chanel so I bought it
She a prada princess think I might make her my problem yeah
Roll up a wood and go
Yeah I will never sell my soul
Yeah anywhere that I go
SBK4L you know
Weirdos in the rear
If u pull up ur brother best know how 2 drive
Bullets shake em he cant even steer
They told me there wasnt a way but i saw dis shit clear
Angels whisper in my ear
Bitches callin my phone tryna interfere
Cant even answer my questions, the fuck do u want me to hear?
Tune into my senses, numbers align n appear
lose my number cuz im 222 cool, 444 u
The world is so cruel
You know what it do
Sbk, koolin w da krew
Roll up a wood and go
Yeah I will never sell my soul
Yeah anywhere that I go
SBK4L you know
Written by: Austin Drinkwater, Bando 777, Lothar isoffline
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