| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Hope they don’t catch cases, just papers
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| He was on smoke 'til he had to inhale it
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| We on real smoke, they stay vaping
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| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Hope they don’t catch cases, just papers
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| He was on smoke 'til he had to inhale it
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| We on real smoke, they stay vaping
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| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Still, we don’t play with 'em paigons
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| Treat 'em like drinks, chase, stir and we shake them
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| With homies are lonely, it don’t matter like Akon
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| Ain’t aiming for your knees son, there’s more for the taken
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| Them man are actors, us man stay firm
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| My little bro like hitman, half James Bond
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| Grab the thing, cause a storm, he gon' put that flame on
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| Hate the feds, they just want us in containers
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| You’ll see red when it buss, ain’t gotta wait long
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| Hope for death, we don’t want 'em to awaken
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| I can bet like Skep' and Octavian
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| That if they bled, them man would write statements
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| Check your man’s state if we’ve met and he’s claiming
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| There’s still some estates we ain’t done taping
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| Things escalated so there ain’t no escaping
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| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Hope they don’t catch cases, just papers
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| He was on smoke 'til he had to inhale it
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| We on real smoke, they stay vaping
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| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Hope they don’t catch cases, just papers
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| He was on smoke 'til he had to inhale it
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| We on real smoke, they stay vaping
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| My bros still weighing like Damon and Marlon
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| Cats pay and get their hard gone
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| They ain’t getting their bars where I get my bars from
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| «K, you set flame to any beat you put your arse on»
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| Scrummy dem callin', they lovin' off the jargon
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| She let the cookie out the jar and I ain’t have to bargain
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| All she want is woody, so I gave it then departed
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| I’m always in it fully, I ain’t never one to half step
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| If it’s that then we strapped, we don’t need a harness
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| Put butter into waps cah we wanna harm them
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| And when we’re doing laps, anyone’s a target
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| Bro gave me a hand, he couldn’t see me starving
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| Done run up in the trap, done stole the harvest
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| When you’re getting food wrapped, you control the market
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| We shoot and attack when I see 'em passing
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| They sing fast, we causing carnage
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| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Hope they don’t catch cases, just papers
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| He was on smoke 'til he had to inhale it
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| We on real smoke, they stay vaping
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| My bros still weighing like Marlon and Damon
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| Hope they don’t catch cases, just papers
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| He was on smoke 'til he had to inhale it
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| We on real smoke, they stay vaping |