| Poloboy
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| Oh my god
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| I used to stay up till 2am playing my GameCube
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| Play that $ki mask track where he say achoo
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| I don’t care what you do boy stay in school
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| Steady looking up to me like pizza on the roof
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| Used to play atari now i wanna whip a rari
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| Pull up on yo bitch and she ride me like a harley
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| Got the 4 door car with my bodyguards behind me
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| Ain’t no body rob me ain’t nobody finna try me
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| How the fuck am I crazy y’all been takin peyote
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| Chilling in the woods thinking yo dumb ass a coyote
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| Weird clvn shit rock it to the motion
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| Locomotive finna pop a potion
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| Fucking up a function (ay ay)
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| And I always got Versace
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| Someone fucking watch me man
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| I pull up on a half a xan and make her do pilates
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| Kick it like karate but im spicy like wasabi
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| And I do her body sloppy that my motherfucking hobby
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| Jock
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| Cutting up a rock
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| Bitch steady hating while she sucking on my cock
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| Woman confuse me bruh
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| I don’t know how it work for them but
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| They love me when they hate me
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| I smoke weed
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| I smoke blunts
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| 28gs
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| Stuff it in a blunt
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| Chilling in the cut
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| Grabbing on her butt
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| If she fucking with the demon
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| Then she better shut it up
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| Ya them hoes stay hating cause Im rocking with my Haitians bitch Im chilling
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| with Jamaicans but yo ass steady hating cause im Balling on them Bitches and Im
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| skating
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| Kick flip tre flip bitch flip
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| Please just hit my line cause i wanna get my dick licked
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| Sick shit
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| Hoes walking up but i gotta be quick with the hit stick
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| Gotta be quick on my sick shit
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| Make her do the splits she go slip slip aye
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| I don’t like yip yap talk
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| Or no kiss and tell bitch
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| One finger down her throat
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| Four fingers in the snitch
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| If the pussy talking shit
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| Throw his in the abyss
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| Rest in peace Malcolm
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| His songs are always hits
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| I don’t know you boy you cannot take a hit of nun uh dis
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| Pack a woody till she leaking like ill do to one yo kids
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| Im not savage im just honest im a jar without a lid
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| Not good at cardio but im still running from the feds
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| Flame flame flame
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| Make it rain propane
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| We got fire ass gas stations going to the brain
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| In the stain when we pull up on your mane
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| I don’t know her name
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| But we got that bitch tame (uh)
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| Got a multi thousand dollar company without no help
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| Every time I make a rack I put that shit up on a shelf
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| Still make enough to flex on y’all and look out for myself
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| I ain’t try be a hero Im just tryna live in wealth
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| But its not a legal company
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| You think I want your company
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| Sometimes i play some Cardi b
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| Come on i said that with loyalty
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| Hard times
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| I been up just spazzing thinking bout some shit like all night
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| Shut off all my brain and lose myself inside these coke lines
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| Never fucking sleeping staying up until I see the light
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| Drinking 40s popping 30s make it so i don’t feel alive
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| Don’t care bout what you say lil boy you’ll never be inside my life |