| Amigo: What up P?
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| Jeffery: What up nigga?
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| Amigo: Damn nigga what the fuck nigga?
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| Amigo: You straight nigga?
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| Jeffery: Man you already- yea I’m good. |
| Bruh u ain’t never heard bout' that shit
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| Amigo: What the fuck happened to yo ass last night foo?
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| Jeffery: Man, on bruh
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| Amigo: Damn, nigga you sayin' some dumb shit, bruh you straight?
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| Jeffery: Bruh I’m good dumb nigga
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| Amigo: Start tellin' me what happened fool!
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| Jeffery: Bruh, shit crazy bruh, idontknow.
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| I was movin' down I-40 western, on my way to Fort Worth, Texas. |
| Bags in my eyes
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| so god damn deep you can tell a nigga ain’t been restin'
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| Scooped up the Fort Worth hoe
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| We was blowin' that Fort Worth dope
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| Cruisin' on Fort Worth streets like the night tryna' find us some Fort Worth
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| cold
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| Then I saw somethin' I ain’t like
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| Was the feds with them bright blue lights
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| Told a nigga pull the fuck over right now so I went and made a real
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| Quick right
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| Went to the motherfuckin' trunk. |
| (Jeffery)
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| Pulled out the motherfuckin' pump. |
| (Jeffery)
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| Loaded that motherfucker up and sent ever bullet to the motherfuckin-
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| Amigo: Man hell naw, nigga what? |
| Nigga, what- you know damn well you ain’t
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| shoot at the mothafuckin' feds last night!
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| Jeffery: Naw, real talk! |
| I be doin' shells on them mothafuckas!
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| Amigo: Bruh, shut the fuck up! |
| Quit lyin' nigga!
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| Jeffery: (Cracks up)
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| Amigo: Nigga, always playin' and shit!
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| Jeffery: Bruh I’m for real!
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| Amigo: Quit playin' bro
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| Jeffery: Aight.
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| Amigo: Nigga.
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| Jeffery: Aight, aight, aight, aight
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| Amigo: Fool, bro what the fuck happened last night?
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| Jeffery: Aight, aight, aight, aight
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| Jeffery: This what happened bruh, this what happened:
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| I was movin' down I-40 western, on my way to Fort Worth, Texas. |
| Bags in my eyes
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| so god damn deep you can tell a nigga ain’t been
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| Restin'
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| Text from the Fort Worth thot
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| She wanna give me that Fort Worth top
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| Picked the girl up then we went and bought a blunt then we parked at the
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| mothafuckin' stop
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| Who that tappin' on the window? |
| Its the feds!
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| While the bitch was givin' me head
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| Reached for my muthafuckin' Sig and I told the fuckin' pig Imma blow his
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| fuckin' wig, if you don’t mind yo fuckin' biz, I ain’t worried bout yo kids-
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| Amigo: Bruh hell naw! |
| Bruh what nigga, shut the fuck up, nigga, bruh,
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| quit playin bruh!
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| Jeffery: Real talk nigga!
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| Amigo: Quit playin bro, what happened?
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| Jeffery: For real nigga!
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| Jeffery: Aight, aight, aight, this what happened-
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| This what happened-
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| (JEFFERY) |