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I ain't paying nah man, and that's, yeah, I swear I'm in my mood

Hey, that's still in me and that boy I'm only trying to break the cold

Get the hudders in the city, buddy, yeah, stop cause he told

Wanna party with you, get the kid and drop that bread and pay that toll

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm in the crayon with the sick, I could never praise a bitch

I said it can't praise a bitch, I see who try and I see who rich

I'm fody watching me, no twitch, you put on both of them, that's tweets

I don't know what **** thought, I just know I'm dying

Got the bros, a man in that maverile, they lose a man with he chose

Not talking, bitch, I'm just laughing at we five broken school

Baby TV, but you didn't know, they are some vies, I know who's, yeah