| In a glacier, ayy, grindin' like a skater, ayy
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| VV cuts all on my neck, I’m ballin' like the Pacers, ayy
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| Fuck that bitch, she lose her breath, now that bitch need a pacer, ayy
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| Off the bar, off the perc, yeah this shit got me unstable, ayy
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| OG green like Yoda, keep the stick like I’m Darth Vader, ayy
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| Trap got cable, ayy
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| Nosey neighbors, ayy
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| Wockhardt in my liver, I pour up without no chaser, ayy
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| Got your bitch all in my trap, she cook up, she my cater, ayy
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| And she servin', she my waiter, ayy
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| I can’t love her, I’ma play her, ayy
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| Xans and percs I love 'em, they take me far away
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Billie Jean that ain’t my love, I just fuck her face
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| Take that bitch to Steak N Shake, ain’t no dinner date
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| Lick her plate, DOA, he became a day
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| That chopper eat his face, eat his face, chopper eat his face
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| It’s Lil Wopster, it’s Lil Wopster, and I got swag all through my face, ayy
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| Tatted on my body, got a draco on my waist
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| I got licked up in my car, that ho can’t come to my place, ayy
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| When I’m done with her she get kicked out right away
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| Fucked on your bitch yesterday, that ho still on section eight
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| In the trap she whip my cake, she say Wopster give her faith
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| I don’t really feel these bitches, right now I can’t feel my face
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| I be geekin' by my lonely, I just took off outer space, ayy
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J
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| Outer space, and I’m moonwalking like Michael J |