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I left like 8 months ago baby Months ago baby yea yea I'll be back Maybe if I don't Go to crazy Don't go to crazy yea yea But I know that I'm young cede Baby Yea Know you still my baby I still love you When I'm in them other ones I'm thinking of you I don't put no other ones above you Cause I love you See you from time to time Give me time I'll give you my all When it's time for Us to shine Wanna do it right I'll give you my all Good drugs and Bad bitches is my thing Feel like p. will With this ice And this cream New strap need a red Dot with the beam Bad bitch told Her she should be in magazines Made a few though off The strength of the strums I got cede painted on all a The fuckin magazines Dirty hands Hard times trying to clean em Fuckin with the fam Yall be mourning By evening I got a stone from A man named Amir something I got stabbed in the Face I ain't feel nun I been in the mix Until my ear bussing All hits no misses I'm a final spear something I swear All year I been head hunting I'm a snatch a throne Yea I swear Yea And the flow feel Like a Perrier And you bitch panties water When I walk in the area And the city on my back I'm final carry it Frappuccino milk almond No dairy yea Bitch like when i slap her on Her Dery air They be asking where he at Like he- yea Back home Big ass gun In a box Inside a Baseball bat carrier So try the o If you Daring yea I paint the warning to You very clear Big o Blowing smoke in The- air yea I'm a playa like my uncle terry Yea