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Roll one, pack it nice, and then pass it right Tool in my bag, my shawty she with me she pack a knife, yeah Look Real nigga since after Christ 'til the after life I wasn't built for a average life, or for a average bitch, or for a average grind, I I want the bag like now Foot up on the gas like now I get the win like now Blowin' in the wind like now I be goin in like now Tat up my skin like now I'm off the hen right now If ya really with me ima let ya in right now Fuckin on my shawty in the evening Pretty face, waist teeny Check came in this week, ima still be spending that shit next weekend Burning grass 'til I'm neat, goin thru the weed like a fuckin weed eater Hit up the P for the reup Either you pull up or I can just meet ya Hole in her heart but I fill her with dick Hand on her back like she slippin' a disk Could teach you a bit about makin it drip I could go for the shot, but I throw the assist Nigga Roll one, pack it nice, and then pass it right Tool in my bag, my shawty she with me she pack a knife, yeah Look Real nigga since after Christ 'til the after life I wasn't built for a average life, or for a average bitch, or for a average grind, I I want the bag like now Foot up on the gas like now I get the win like now Blowin' in the wind like now I be goin in like now Tat up my skin like now I'm off the hen right now If ya really with me ima let ya in right now Roll a rocket when I need space Burnin' rubber like I speed race I get in her thighs, nigga when I rise I got bad bitches hollin be great Take a op head for a keep sake Tired of givin' niggas leeway I know a heavy nigga, bitch he keep weight She want a three way call me Dwade An she bad as a pre-k I'm ready to run it like I got a package from eastbay I get it then wrap it and bag it then back on the freeway I'm makin it happen, told momma I'm back in like three days I been transitioning these days Roll one, pack it nice, and then pass it right Tool in my bag, my shawty she with me she pack a knife, yeah Look Real nigga since after Christ 'til the after life I wasn't built for a average life, or for a average bitch, or for a average grind, I I want the bag like now Foot up on the gas like now I get the win like now Blowin' in the wind like now I be goin in like now Tat up my skin like now I'm off the hen right now If ya really with me ima let ya in right now