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Yea Cee Huncho It look like love but it feel like hate I can't comprehend It seem real but everything fake Like it's pretend I was up then went down I'm tryna be up on the top again Why the f*ck I'm lonely every night? I got a lot of friends Empty Big Silverado ZR2 It's a Chevy Prepackaged California eighth Peanut butter jelly Oh you want an exotic dog? Here's a link up to my tele I don't need to trick I'm used to slanging meat Just like a deli I still be in the trap with my bitch Runnin' up that fetty I'm tryna live to 99 plus Just like I'm Betty Take one of my opps question they ass Soft white underbelly Oh he got a story to tell? We ah turn it to a fairy He steady captain talking' fairy tales I could still be rich even if I lost my clientele Bro messed up he don't want money He just wanna kill Dawg don't even wanna hit the blunt He just want a pill I don't want no cracked open wok I'm finna get a seal Cee Huncho almost up a hundred racks That's without a deal Take music away and you'd be nothing You don't know how to deal Before all this shit talkin' I was thumbing through them bills Bro this ain't no football match But dawgy runnin' drills Half zip to the face got me numbing I don't wanna feel Once the poles come out Glock take over It don't feel real Battle wounds let the metal fight like it's Real Steel I got the assist bro ran him down That's a team kill Get hit with that R.I.C.O He gon' fold and take a plea deal I'm in Nebraska wit' a Glock on me Zip and three seals You ain't really come up in the streets Bro let's be real Up a gun only the military have I ain't a Navy Seal Put a custom wrap on dat bitch Its navy and teal Have you ever stuffed A eight rock underneath yo heel? Not everyone can shit talk like me It take a bit of skill Im tryna make some char buffed wings Imma get a grill By the time I'm thirty years old Imma have a bill I'm talking about a billion That's wit' a big B I ain't talking about a million I couldn't even eat I had to get up off that Ritalin Dropped exotic pops with RMC Shoutout Michigan I just bought a pint of red from a senior citizen Girly hispanic but look black she Dominican This Wockhardt I got more tropical than Caribbean Try to f*ck with us he get sent into oblivion Fuckin' on a South American she Bolivian Drownin' in that pussy almost like I'm an amphibian Whip out pole on plug I need 100 percent discount My bitch Italian she cook Alfredo wit' her tits out A million cash stuffed in the sofa this big couch I got a chokehold around the opps they boutta tap out I'm talking' bout the oppositions Before I go down on yo bitch I give her body kisses Walk into UPS with the box Imma Roddy Rich it Forty shots to my car but I ain't hit All he shoot is misses Three sum in the back of the car I got foggy windows Tryin new shit poured a four in A Pepsi Crystal You all bark and I got more dog than a puppy kennel Methamphetamine eroding his teeth He need a new dental I ain't really worried 'cuz everyday a paper day I put the Faygo's up And poured a deuce in my Gatorade The .45 shoot past his ears Gave him a taper fade I'm feeling' kinda tired Imma serve you at a later date Okay, this beat chill as f*ck He asked me for the top exotics Gave him the middle one This a full freestyle Not the written one I just copped a 43x this a little gun And yea I'm gettin' bows off myself But I middle some Talkin' bout a opp that ain't got smoked? Not a single one Oh you want to place a hit? Consider it done I do drills by myself You be with someone Cee Huncho bitch