| Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
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| You should probably take your own shit, you can’t handle ours
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| Why you phone snitchin, fuck you playing with the camera for
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| All my dogs rocking camouflage, on them handle bars
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| Hand to God, all this fuck shit I just can’t applaud
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| We ain’t standing for, paralyze them like it’s minotaur
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| Never sleep, turn the days to weeks, turn the weeks to months
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| I been gone, I ain’t coming back, I can’t even front
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| Ain’t this what the fucking people want (ain't it)
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| Ain’t this what the fucking people want (ain't it)
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| I get no sleep in like at least a month
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| Hit it twice, and tell that bitch to leave her ones
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| Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
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| Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
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| Me xannie and molly, we ain’t never breaking up
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| I say I need to leave them, then we end up making up
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| Did the after party out in New Orleans the other night
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| It was me, Crazy Mike, and a pair of Asian dykes
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| I was so fucking lit, I gave that bitch my number twice
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| Let the lean calm her down, she was way too fucking hype
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| On them xans, we was goin HAM, almost got us banned
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| 3am, and we blowing strains, out of Pepsi cans
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| Took them on the bus, my nigga Belly in this bitch
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| Mixing bars with the keyshia, it’s a party in this bitch
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| Got a bunch of college thots, look like barbies in this bitch
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| Catching babies in the face, call Maury in this bitch
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| Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
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| Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
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| Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
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| Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
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| Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
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| Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar |