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I'm crunk, drunk cruising in a Chevy sipping E&J Blowing dope, heading to the club from a long day I'm so high, you ain't gotta ask You see it in my eyes We been them guys You niggas been cap, yeah you been a lie They call me Lord Hit these hoes line when a nigga bored Don't love these whores She pour her heart to me That's behaviors Poor I'm bout my bag No don't mean to brag And don't make me mad Gun'll blast if I'm on your ass Get the last laugh Don't I put on for the Nil Don't you know I keep it trill Don't care how you fuckers feel I can gangster, but rather chill Kickin back, reclining If I'm not grinding And my jewelry shining All my bitches fine and I'm creeping feeling slow Out looking for some hoes All my weed grade a, and you know I'm on a roll Young Michiana Playa, yeah you know just how this goes That's the 269 and the 574