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(Two-hunna!, yeah that's hard, bro) That's that new high, real rockstar with it On that new high, blue Nascar whip Get that new high, gettin' muscle with it On that new flight, when I'm not so with it They geekin' on that blue fly, I'ma rock us with it Getting that my shoe fly, I'ma bust her with it Layin' when I'm too high, I'ma wrestle with it Say she seein' new sky, I'ma pass her with it Turnin' me on, turnin' me up Turnin' me on, turnin' me up Turnin' me up, might get it Get it mi-, get it might go put a marker really Game on, lay low if you not ready Wriss' out, beans out, beans out, ready Pens, that depends, I got plans yeah I'm ready Depends, I got peers rockin' with me inside my realm Demands, I got bands, I go really up the ladder The rings, I got beads, I got green in my beretta, yeah Bringin' it up, bringin' it up, bringin' the dope Ready to fall, ready to fall, ain't ready to fall Bringin' it up, bringin' it up, bringin' the dope Ready to go, ready to go, ready to fog F*ck on a thot, thuggin' a lot, I said I'ma die Send it I die, send it I die, I'm really my type Spinnin' a pot, spinnin' a pot where the weather gone wear up, gon' wet up, gon' doom Spinnin' up, poppin' umbrellas in Phantoms, the leather absurd Movin' a lot of things, I can't find my way up to the plug Sit in my Prada, man, I'ma stop the whole ring for the syrup This that new guap, new tint sittin' on my bird This that new top, I ain't seen it, bitches wanna swerve

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