*Phone ringing*

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Yo, Blis, where the fuck you at, bro?

I got your flight to Miami in the morning, man

Get the fuck up out of CT, man, these streets don't love you back

Let's finish this Foreign Perry shit already, bro, it's overdue

This **** been talkin' sideways

Yeah, don't come around my way

You figured that something was wrong with you ****, it's 'bout to get sideways

It's 'bout to get sideways, yeah

We from the crime pay

So if you not straight to the punt with that money, this shit can get sideways

It's 'bout to get sideways, yeah

You fuckin' with hustlers and killers

They scrape that pot for the scriller (Yeah)

I mix the scrip with the liquor (Yeah)

I mix the scrip with the liquor

You fuckin' with hustlers and killers

They scrape that pot for the scriller (Yeah)

I mix the scrip with the liquor (Yeah)

I mix the scrip with the liquor

I got the - I got the - I got the drip

I got the Voss, I do this shit with no jewelry

I got a body from London, they Lauren, these foreigns ain't nothin' new to me

When I was blazed, they thought I was normal, now they be like, "Now you so cute to me"

Netflix and chill only cool to me

Now you spill patron on my Coogi tee, nah

Bitch, you a dub, get up outta here

Less you don't know what you want out this life and I can't choose your path like a -