| Bounce out took the wrong route to your destination
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| I know them crackers tryna label this an organization
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| We got the work so tap in do an application
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| Drove a car on perc tell her spin for a couple Haitians
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| Made a move but its dirt joe dirt get a shirt go with him
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| Put full block on full alert and gave a yoppa to him
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| Mama I know black boy got way cause that’s my dna
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| I’m livin A be A C die by frito lay
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| Oh this shit ain’t permits dog breathin now he gon to waste
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| Oh so you anemic we got treatment for them type of things
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| I done gave lease on a cooler we call him AC
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| Even though the stick came with a cooler in miami heat
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| Like I said front door we at your front door we could link and meet
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| I don’t do none that lean backwoods don’t bring swishers sweets
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| I guess his mama musta fucka the road that’s why he so concrete
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| Dis shit done got wiser I’m a year older I just move the street
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| And ever since drop the charges claim they gon try for weed
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| Baby this that gas this that opp this that rapper weed
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| Call you johnny apple like the book you boyn smoke hella seeds
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| We 7−11 block boy can’t go in there cause its cancer season
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| Trap done closed cause we don’t for safety
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| You see that jit with that black mask yeah he got shit for treason
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| I throw middle fingers to my past that’s what made a nigga
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| Jump in yo shit you thought it got towed I guess I made it nigga
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| Everybody hand out like I owe em but who done paid a nigga
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| Detail always with me I be smokin with my baby sitter
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| Hit the road on that sour bitch cause she bitter bitter
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| Everything sparked ain’t meant to snap ima expose a nigga
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| And every nigga with me done cut off pills control their system
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| Me OD and Baby Joe dumb dumb and dumber
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| I was on the up and in lick fuck around and vomit
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| Sayin my shit sound the same I ain’t gon rap delete yo comments
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| Pull up on a nigga curb and clear the scene who done done it
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| Shit I’m in here feelin like g herbo who run it
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| Devin hester in 06 I’m in here waitin for you to punt it
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| Cause I ain’t kick it with no kicker when she scissor they be runnin
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| I be packin pistols like utensils al in middle school
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| I was in her jaw fuck the shark I’m the delaer dude
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| We be breakin laws in my draws while I stuff the tool
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| Ooh we too advanced for you man they think middle school
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| We got the plug sayin what the socket do
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| Ball man we take trip to mars he got altitude
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| Ain’t like the boulder on her shoulders cause I’m out with rude
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| And now she seein me with me these blue hundreds must think ima foo
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| That’s a run on sentence |