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Two packs hella loud for three bands Shorty wanna thug so she flexing with my ski mask G Star jeans black tee with a few bands Never cuff the bitch she hella mad that I'm a free man Two packs hella loud for three bands Shorty wanna thug so she flexing with my ski mask G Star jeans black tee with a few bands Never cuff the bitch she hella mad that I'm a free man Peanut butter seats in the beamer I be scheming If you with the extras then I'm sliding with my demons Need a check that's mandatory got my own reasons Skywalk in these dunks I don't really fuck with creases Broke boys pocket watching got them niggas tweaking Hot up in the summer so I need some AC on my neck How you love your gang you ain't even feeding the set Asian piece busting dates steady making me checks Aye this drank got me lazy pour the whole thing in a faygo Speaking on the gang imma need to call up waygo BB for the belt I still sag below the waist Bucket to the beamer then the beamer to the wraith Bombay loud pack got me feeling baked Confiscate your packs then I ship them out of state Confiscate your packs then I ship them out of state I don't even fuck with rap this shit is just cake Two packs hella loud for three bands Shorty wanna thug so she flexing with my ski mask G Star jeans black tee with a few bands Never cuff the bitch she hella mad that I'm a free man Two packs hella loud for three bands Shorty wanna thug so she flexing with my ski mask G Star jeans black tee with a few bands Never cuff the bitch she hella mad that I'm a free man Aye I might have to go and teach for all that reaching homie I be playing with them cheat codes shit is easy for me Said my niggas ain't even get on you, Why you leaking dummy? Running out your mouth will get you stripped and leave a nigga bummy What? Waygo been on shit I've been pulling threes niggas leave me wide open G23 with a stick thats my long bitch You gone pay a fee or you gone leave me alone bitch Huh? They know I been that Blood off the jiggas now I'm asking where the hen at Im telling you to pay attention you can't even spend that He said he want some problems? You shouldn't have said that My niggas will be ready to get it and I can bet that Bitch I feel like harden niggas biting on that step back Developing a drug problem niggas should've left that I bet me and my niggas goin up like a jet pack Bitch Two packs hella loud for three bands Shorty wanna thug so she flexing with my ski mask G Star jeans black tee with a few bands Never cuff the bitch she hella mad that I'm a free man Two packs hella loud for three bands Shorty wanna thug so she flexing with my ski mask G Star jeans black tee with a few bands Never cuff the bitch she hella mad that I'm a free man
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