Exhale dope on the streets
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Between the towers of the monolith
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Something is poured into a double cup
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With me baby hey lolita
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Exhale dope on the streets
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Between the towers of the monolith
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Something is poured into a double cup
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With me baby hey lolita
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We are connected like blocks in bitcoin
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Our names on concrete
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Like neurons in python
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From what are collected about that and we drive
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freedom or will
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Who did not work cannot be fired
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There is only today
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Important here: relatives, health
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After all, everything will exactly bury us
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We quickly fire from passing basins
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We're into meat before and after the holidays
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We blow like Dycon
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Erase life with an eraser
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We fly high like splashes from bass
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You ask why we read this rap?
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My life style is Gucci and trap
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I exhale the clouds and rush like BlaBlaCar
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Baby with me in our house on fire
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Exhale dope on the streets
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Between the towers of the monolith
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Something is poured into a double cup
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With me baby hey lolita
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Exhale dope on the streets
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Between the towers of the monolith
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Something is poured into a double cup
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With me baby hey lolita
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Yes, we did not immediately rise
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The streets have seen dirt
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One here on the hype
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Others broke off
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And put the third on yourself
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And I'm here like a Russian Drake
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You can't get into our circle
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If you want to hang out with us, go around Moscow
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I guessed this life as a track by ear
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I give respect to good
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(Hey hey) Rich Russian
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Parties around the clock
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With me babes pussy
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I crossed out all the loads
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Yes, we scored in the pockets
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Like Robinson Crusoe
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There are golden hands
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Made all sorts of things
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Yes, we can be dumb
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But millions in the bow
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Yeah millions in the bag
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And next to your bitches
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We are humorous
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Crazy from the flute
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Dope on the streets
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Monolith
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cap poured
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Hey loli
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Dope on the streets
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Monolith
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cap poured
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Hey loli |