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Uh uh uh uh All in the club spitting game in my white tee see there can be another you but there won't be a me Feel like I'm andre with three stacks but what's up underneath Inhaling kush I mash the gas he smoking potpourri Too quiet in this bitch unload the drums jamboree you only ever trust a bitch as far as you can see Blue jeans I bought from Fashion Nova with the Michael Kors She don't use snap But she gone snap me when she get bored Stupid nigga wanna be me so he got a he fade I'm Fucking on his lil cousin turned her to a maid Goofy Buster He's a Wack man been running from the smoke again I call him Pac Man Niggas reaching hoes wildin friends over stepping and when I catch him I go fy fy fy in his direction Whip Black on black copped it cause I hate niggas That's a four door car outside I need two more bitches Three in the back one on the trunk my nigga in the front Hella bags full of gas zaza in a blunt Blood hounds hunt a nigga tryna get him slump Insta capping cross dresser he's a fucking punk And that bitch your lucky charm but she like to f*ck This a one man gang nigga imma throw it up Think I need a bunch of niggas when I got it on me Think I need a bunch of niggas when I got it on me Nigga He's a wack man been running from the smoke again I call him Pac Man niggas reaching hoes wildin friends over stepping and when I catch him I go fy fy fy in his direction He's a wack man been running from the smoke again I call him Pac Man niggas reaching hoes wildin friends over stepping and when I catch him I go fy fy fy in his direction
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