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Araab, know how we do, nigga Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah Kept me really warm Can't believe I'm, yeah It's time to throw your hoodie on, forty glock fully drawn Clip long as bullion, kush from a cookie farm Pistol kept me really warm, can't believe I'm really on Araab in my top five, they microwave, we cookin' strong All the pots simmerin', dope heads shiverin' Back and forth, no tennis, never trust a soul, they swindlin' Through my mind, I'm dead, Punta Cana, strictly for my benefit Baby, deuce, deuce to your wisdoms, I'm on some dentist shit Box braids, white beater, house slippers, my menace fit Menace get tricky, this blicky, come like I sent for it Keep a nasty bitch that'll eat your dick up like licorice They never seen a gangster look this good, come take a pic of this Remember this, bring these niggas to life, I'm a ventriloquist Geppetto, Pinocchio niggas, just tryin' to feel legit Play corners, haters like oranges, we tryin' to peel they shit I'm livin' proof, people count you out, and you can still get rich If I really want it, I'ma get it The phone that I was clickin' off had minutes Way before the jewelry, I had bitches Way before you knew me, I was different Perkys had my soul, Perkys had my soul No, I ain't never told, I could never fold Took it off the stove, and went and bought some clothes Jumpin' out that Rolls, I took the longest road Just tryin' to get more bucks, it wasn't no shortcuts Porsche truck, judges sit us down and try to torch us Thirteen young and stressed out, he lightin' ports up Nobody was born to be a killer, but they forced us Perkys had my soul, Perkys had my soul No, I ain't never told, I could never fold Took it off the stove, and went and bought some clothes Jumpin' out that Rolls, I took the longest road Just tryin' to get more bucks, it wasn't no shortcuts Porsche truck, judges sit us down and try to torch us Thirteen young and stressed out, he lightin' ports up Nobody was born to be a killer, but they forced us Livin' my life so fast, it's hard to keep up Feelin' like you feelin' is nothin', my nigga speak up Paralyzed them from the waist down, spend a few weeks up I ain't never been at a funeral and seen a brinks truck Bad little mommy, short and stout like them teacups She came with an orgy, so now a yorkie or teacup? Honestly, I'd rather be with one dime than three ducks One thing about me, I ain't never gained three fucks Roll the weed up, movin' too slow I told her speed up Ain't no better feelin', than knowin' you bout to re-up Suede ceilings, I played the villain', really don't speak much I really couldn't tell you about my dreams, cause I don't sleep much I'm up Perkys had my soul, Perkys had my soul No, I ain't never told, I could never fold Took it off the stove, and went and bought some clothes Jumpin' out that Rolls, I took the longest road Just tryin' to get more bucks, it wasn't no shortcuts Porsche truck, judges sit us down and try to torch us Thirteen young and stressed out, he lightin' ports up Nobody was born to be a killer, but they forced us Yeah
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