| Rollin' up gas pack, I ain’t smokin' mint
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| Gas on the ice tea, lean in my bread
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| She see my wrist, now she wanna hop in
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| Who is these niggas man? |
| They not my friends
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| Smokin' on gas pack, when I get downtime
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| I snatch the pack back, just like a rebound
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| Bitch ain’t know me back, then won’t know me now
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| Milf 63 and I think she see now
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| Forever alone, forever alone, forever alone
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| Forever alone, forever alone, forever alone
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| Forever alone, forever alone, forever alone
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| I just want the money, I just want the dough
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| She givin' me top, but she don’t need shoulder
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| I’m breakin' her heart, and then I disclose her
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| You’re leading me on, sippin the
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| My bitch look like Chi Chi, Bulma, yo' bitch look like Kiki Bulma
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| Rollin' up gas pack, I ain’t smokin' mint
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| Gas on the ice tea, lean in my bread
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| She see my wrist, now she wanna hop in
|
| Who is these niggas man? |
| They not my friends
|
| Smokin' on gas pack, when I get downtime
|
| I snatch the pack back, just like a rebound
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| Bitch ain’t know me back, then won’t know me now
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| Milf 63 and I think she see now |