| Said I only made this beat cause savon did
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| Got a little bin lad, gotta little ghandi
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| Frontin' like a big shot ridin' with a blondi
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| Roll that isla vista, smoke until I’m zombie
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| Bite into the strawberry
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| Livin' on my lonesome
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| Have lil mami come and hit me with a coasta
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| I don sniff the coka, keep it in my holsta
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| They asking when I’ll blow up
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| I told em when I wanna
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| Selling all my product
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| Wakin' for the sun does
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| Used to have that big heart, now I’m like fuck love
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| You thugs give the best hugs
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| And mista office whya wanna arrest us
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| No wonda why the whole country holding up they weapons
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| A few shots to the brain
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| Drinkin' lemonade liquor have em guess if you straight
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| Anotha LSD dinner, playin jimi all day
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| But if you whine in this house imma let you cobain
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| Drink wine eaten trout that I caught in the lake
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| They say fel what you bout, said we nothin the same
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| Where the dogs let em out they ain’t eat in a day
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| She tell me I’m the only shit that she play, girl getaway
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| Make my vision slowa
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| Herb getting fired like it missed a quota
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| Sorry but I’m next you got no controller
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| And its only getting better
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| The hottest shit you heard out the cellar, c fella |