| Duffle bag Plus nigga
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| Aye
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| Kush is my cologne
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| Rock my own shit not VLONE
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| Had to give ya bitch a bone
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| By the ocean, my weed grown
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| Get to feastin when I’m beastin
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| So don’t put me in that mode
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| It’s gon up end up looking bad
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| Bullets flying through your home (aye)
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| Switchin the flow like these niggas do teams
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| Thor with that hammer I strike with that beam
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| Banana the body the inside is cream
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| I murder the pussy just hear the shit scream
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| A sicko indeed I’m outta my conscious
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| I’m killin you niggas no threat that’s a promise
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| Gotta move cautious these niggas be Feds
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| Eye’n yo plat but ain’t getting no bread
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| The jalousy real and love is so fake
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| Bros can be snakes so don’t make the mistake
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| Of friended an enemy out the vicinity
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| Fuck em virginity they deserve misery
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| Get the bag while they sit on the sideline
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| Sayin that you hot but you freezein in the spotlight
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| Imma get mine when I feel like the time right
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| Jewelry be fake niggas rockin that pyrite
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| Slow it down like a Memphis nigga
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| Scratch the pussy off my hit list nigga
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| Razor aiming and we clipping niggas
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| Crucify the beat like a Christian nigga
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| You ain’t the read book it was written nigga
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| Been the G.O.D., this a scripture nigga
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| Or I’m like Horus to Egyptians niggas
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| Dis dat duffle talk you better listen nigga (aye)
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| I got a duffle bag on me
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| Blue cheese getting moldy
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| Ride around on my side of town
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| Gotta check-in, you ain’t know me
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| Slide round, with my slime now
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| Got more straps than the police
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| Can’t let thee nigga snake me
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| I ain’t going out like I’m Tony
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| I got a duffle bag on me
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| Blue cheese getting moldy
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| Ride around on my side of town
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| Gotta check-in, you ain’t know me
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| Slide round, with my slime now
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| Got more straps than the police
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| Can’t let thee nigga snake me
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| I ain’t going out like I’m Tony
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| I don’t really pull out unless I’m in a race
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| A Plan B really be plan A, I don’t hesitate
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| Pocket all the money, I’m rolling loud, I’m feelin' great
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| I got way too much on my mind, I need to meditate
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| Pour me up some lean, I ain’t going fast till I’m in a casket
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| White boy really looking like Casper, but I been making racket
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| I been making money way faster than I can even stack it
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| Police pulled me over and told me that I was causing traffic
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| Nah
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| Swear I was causing havoc
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| I planned with Plus and Henny shit was hella tactic
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| Tryna get myself a milli
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| Just so I can go and spaz it
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| By the time that I’m done, I’ll have hell inside of a handbasket |