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(Hey, hey man, play that song again) Wha-what song broski? (You know the one man) Nah, I don't still, go on (Man, stop fucking with me, man) (You know, the one that goes...) (A6ix) Yeah, yeah (Khari) Look, look, look Bubble and bubble the bum I'm in love with the clunge, she strictly for fun (yeah, yeah) Boy, I stay read in your bitch She can't buy a whip from the look of the trunk (no, no) Bro got smoke for my lungs White or the pink, I just know it's the runtz (Lord) Got a new pack for my lunch, unzip it and twist it It's packing a punch Free Rico, free Kamz and Nutty Free Taz man, free Yuck (free 'em) Bro called me from the London dungeons No, it don't sound too fun (too fun) On the block where I take mans grub If bro link me, then it's a potent one (very loud) Gang stepping on the block with a five bill rusty I never seen a golden gun (no, no) New young boy tryna better his funds Better better my cash or it's gеtting undone (yeah) Heart turn cold when a friеnd turn casper (casper) Hey bro, why run, why run? Yeah Why run, why run? (Yeah, man this's the one man, this's the one) (Yeah, this shit hot bro) Grab a ching, grab a chick, then go strap a spliff (yeah) I been bagging bits back when cuzzy used to pattern it (yeah) Feds run in the crib, Jimmy tell me what the damage is No forget the door, tell me if found the packages (yeah) Stop all the talk if they want it, we got it best of the best Ooh, bro sell the creme de la creme Cough up my cash, hold in the phlegm Me getting locked was a daily event (daily) Opp on the block we go crazy on them Heard he got grub so we took it and went Give it a sec and go do it again How you say jugging is dead? (How?) Go on give it your best (go on) Smoke hella strains to the brain I will not go for a MRI test If they ask why I keep going and going Told them 'cause I cannot live like the rest If they ask how he done got all this money Tell 'em I done it with utter finesse, look Bubble and bubble the bum I'm in love with the clunge, she strictly for fun (yeah, yeah) Boy I stay read in your bitch She can't buy a whip from the look of the trunk (no, no) Bro got smoke for my lungs White or the pink, I just know it's the runtz (Lord) Got a new pack for my lunch, unzip it and twist it It's packing a punch Do it and get you a winner (yeah) I was out watching the figure Closer she come, it be looking all bigger Come to the crib and it's better Baby wan' mess with the fella (she does) Fuck it, she's scratching the leather She gets the gist, no, I ain't gotta tell her Knows what she's getting for dinner You can't give me no chat, I ain't hearing the cap You want you a man, I'm not it (no) Had a baddie and damn, she got it (got it) Talking figures, my feet catastrophic If her moms coming back then I'm sonic Put on my fit then I'm on my way (oh, yeah) Teacher told me put it in my old words Still I'm gonna copy and paste (Man, I had this shit on repeat all day) (I need help)