| Smoke something bro, come on
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| Come on, roll it up, bro
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| Aw, that one’s good, bro! |
| (Come on!)
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| Ten on me times ten on me
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| All the poison lives inside the centipede
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| All I need is hundreds in the recipe
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| Take another pull for the remedy
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| Ten on me times ten on me
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| All the poison lives inside the centipede, ay
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| Walk amongst the dead, that’s a cemetery, ay
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| Sitting in the presence of my enemies
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| Push
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| Robbin'
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| Hood nigga, hack your pockets (prra, prra)
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| Police with the rockets, aye
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| Houston, we got a problem, aye, aye
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| All of my niggas are just, aye
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| All of my niggas I trust, aye
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| They gave me a lot the drugs, aye
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| Up high like I’m Diana Ross
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| Can’t feel my lips
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| Numbed out, I’m lit, aye
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| Uber or Lyft, aye
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| Can’t switch habits, aye
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| Ooo, woah (woah, woah, woah, woah, aye)
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| I don’t wanna take another substance
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| Take it from my hands
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| But I’m the one that really truly loves this
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| Still they got
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| More lines
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| That ain’t even for me
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| They got more lies
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| They prescribing morphines
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| They got more lines
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| That ain’t even for me
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| They got more lies
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| They prescribing morphines (nigga)
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| Ten on me times ten on me
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| All the poison lives inside the centipede
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| All I need is hundreds in the recipe
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| Take another pull for the remedy
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| Ten on me times ten on me
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| All the poison lives inside the centipede
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| Walk amongst the dead that’s a cemetery
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| Sitting in the presence of my enemies
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| Took another pill
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| And now I’m diving (diving), gat gat
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| Codeine mixed with Sprite
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| And now I’m vibing, aye, hey
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| Took her to the beach to get her feet wet
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| Girl you play too much, you stay in recess
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| Girl you pray too much, you need a knee check
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| Pray a little longer, I just need to de-stress
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| Pop another Addy just to stay up
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| Aye, fetch another Xani when the day is up
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| Aye, make a millipede, ill flavors
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| No matter what we do we’re contagious
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| Still they got
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| More lines
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| That ain’t even for me
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| They got more lies
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| They prescribing morphines
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| They got more lines
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| That ain’t even for me
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| They got more lies
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| They prescribing morphines (nigga)
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| Ten on me times ten on me
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| All the poison lives inside the centipede
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| All I need is hundreds in the recipe
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| Take another pull for the remedy
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| Ten on me times ten on me
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| All the poison lives inside the centipede
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| Walk amongst the dead that’s a cemetery
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| Sitting in the presence of my enemies |