| (It's gon' be your favourite song
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| It’s Eazy)
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| Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
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| And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
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| Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
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| Talkin' 'bout these hoes
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| Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
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| And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
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| Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
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| Tryna dodge these hoes
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| I know these bitches is checking for me
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| I know that they do whatever for me
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| I know I look good and I got a nice ride
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| And I stay in my back 'cause I got my own vibe
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| And I know that they don’t get a chance from you
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| She told me, «Eazy, I got plans for you»
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| I know she look good and she got a fat ass
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| She just my type, normally I’d smash
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| But tonight I’m just…
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| Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
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| And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
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| Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
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| Talkin' 'bout these hoes
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| Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
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| And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
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| Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
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| Tryna dodge these hoes
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| It’s Eazy
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| Uh, the Ace is gone
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| Weed smoke in the air, my face is gone
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| Petite felit, yeah my face is on
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| Can’t none of y’all face the don, Jay-Z on
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| No mask, glow in the dark bottles
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| No glass, walk past my section, you trespass
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| Murder the club, told tag
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| Balenciagas, killing niggas,.44 mag
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| The body bag crew, coming soon to a club near you
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| Bet your bitch there too
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| Bet the ass on the ass, then drag like Betty Boo
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| Bet I feel like Hov on a run, you ready boo?
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| Back ties then reagals, black cars medieval
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| Black guns illegal, be and fresh
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| Can we celebrate? |
| Turn bottle upside down 'till every chick in our section
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| start to levitate
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| Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
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| And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
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| Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
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| Talkin' 'bout these hoes
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| Gettin' high, chillin' with my bros
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| And you know I got a gang of pre-rolls
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| Gettin' high, blazin' with the bros
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| Tryna dodge these hoes |