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That's all Taz can do is fight, he's a street thug Yeah, nigga OCE Herm in this bitch Nigga, expensive pack, exotic pack Shawty gave me fire head like I play for the heat OCE THE GANG, the only niggas getting close to me I smoke these exotic weed, she askin' me what's got into me I just lit the wood, this bitch... I just lit the wood, this bitch smokin' like a chimney Three-five of blue Gushers, know that shit be killin' me I can hit the button on the back and make these niggas feel the heat Feel like I'm curry, I just hit the shot way from down the street 7.62, shell catcher, make the chops stay on repeat I call my nigga NLE , how I walkem' down on feet Baby said she like my music, grab my dick, she tryna eat it When I nut, you gotta go pack up your bags, you gotta beat it Niggas actin' like they get money, but I never seen it This is Drakey, nigga, make it hitstick a nigga, Darrelle Revis It's hot as f*ck, smokin' the wood, I'm with KD, we in Phoenix (Damn, dame, you tweakin' on the beat) This a push start, don't even need a key All these bitches on the gram want some, what you given' me She said some pussy, okay, then you get the letter after C This bitch piss me off, leavin' out her crib, I'm smokin' weed Hot box the whip Let me out this bitch, I can't breathe I'm in Mexico, eatin' chicken tacos on the beach With a double cup, stupid bitch, I don't even drink Score on the nigga, like 2K, that bitch green Za I got my eyes low, I thought I was Yao Ming I'm like Freddy, nigga, I'm even poppin' up in your dreams Big ass raincoat, with a wig, like Halloween Get off your ass, nigga, and get a bag by any means I'm in that mode, Roll a wood, I'm in this bitch gettin' blown She took my soul, she said don't say nothin', I put it in my song She a sexy little bitch, you gotta see it in her thong She get mad when I don't answer off the bud, I be gone I just upped a roll, but nigga, pillow talkin' like some hoes A nigga play then this Glock, get the bussin' like a rose I paid a lot for this bag, this a real expensive bows Niggas petty with that pay, pack it up, you gotta go 23 with the brrrd, it be sendin' niggas home I just bust all in her mouth, I can't get it on my clothes Ran me up a big bag, I been stackin' up my pros, nigga Shawty gave me fire head like I play For the heat OCE the gang, the only niggas gettin' close to me I smoke exotic weed, she askin' me what's got into me I just lit the wood, this bitch I just lit the wood, this bitch smokin' like a chimney Baby reachin' for my Johnson, I think she feelin' me Watchin' me and all that dick suckin' shit be killin' me I just set the booth on fire, so I can kill the beat I got a bad bitch, like Summer Walker she think I'm Meech I be fuckin' on her friend, she don't say nothin', she keep it P I got a glitch on back of this bitch, I let it go, hop out on feet Hop out the car and lay him down, I be puttin' shit to sleep, nigga Like TLC on your block, we gon' creep I ain't stingy, he want drake it, get the bustin' like a freak I don't want your bitch, nigga, nah, for real, that hoe weak This exotic Za's almost passed out this shit weak I be ignorin' hoes, I ain't talked to her about a week This a real DOA, that window drop and tires screech Yeah, nigga, that's a real DOA, that window drop and tires screech PRODUCED BY: OCEVON
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