| Ayo, the burning aloe blow white
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| Yang yipping on but whipping up the whole night
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| Bape shark heads in the saline (Skrr)
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| Weighing coke, dope and molly on the same beam
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| Mayo jars twirling, swirling (Gold pots)
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| Mayo jars twirling, swirling (Gold pots)
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| Mayo jars twirling, they twirling (Gold pots)
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| Mayo jars twirling, twirling (Look, gold pots)
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| Twenty bands in the Kith sweats
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| Ran through 8 birds, gotta pick left
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| Stash box in the mossy world, I hear TECs
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| I shot Christopher on big steps (Yeah)
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| 7 cubans on him, my Griselda shit
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| Pop the truck on the rental, you could smell the fish
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| If you a fuck nigga, you can’t tell me shit
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| A hundred begs of sour, I just maild the shit
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| Money calling, I can’t refus it, nigga (Ah)
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| Whack your mama for that sack, don’t make me lose it, nigga
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| I get my hands on it, I’mma move it, nigga
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| Build an empire off of cookie, I’m like Lucius, nigga (Hahahaha)
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| I could show you what this hammer for
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| Put you niggas on channel 4 (Brr)
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| Remember sleeping on my Nana floor (Ah)
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| Now I’m getting 40 for a yam or rock (Cap, haha)
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| Ayo, the burning aloe blow white
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| Yang yipping on but whipping up the whole night
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| Bape shark heads in the saline (Skrr)
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| Weighing coke, dope and molly on the same beam
|
| Mayo jars twirling, swirling (Gold pots)
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| Mayo jars twirling, swirling (Gold pots)
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| Mayo jars twirling, they twirling (Gold pots)
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| Mayo jars twirling, twirling (Gold pots) |