| Huncho had a thousand on the ceiling
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| Foreign mileage, yeah, I’m leaning
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| Law-abiding, nah I’m skeaming
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| All of the tension, they need him
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| Confessions we cannot speak with
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| Yeah, a brick on my ceiling
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| Flying, see all my keyrings
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| I’m so seasick, yeah
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| Who is that bitch walking past?
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| She thick, she 5/5, like damn right, go T house, she shined man
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| Wah, another day, yeah, another nine-nine
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| I cannot stay on the sideline, get all this product off my line, ahh, yeah
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| Another day, we got another problem
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| I’m breaking the brick, they into them licks
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| Yeah we got to the robbel, yeah
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| The shit get colossal, my future colossal
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| I’m going full throttle, yeah (Going full throttle, I ain’t slowing down,
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| I ain’t slowing down)
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| Green red green on my buckle yeah
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| You cannot spend a day in my shoes
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| All of these bricks, but first I have to loose, yeah
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| Italiano, summer shoes, smoking summer blues
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| Give her cat her, some of two’s in
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| All these beggars, yeah they love to choose in
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| Need the cake, so fuck the soufflé
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| Smoked about two kilos going through colly
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| In the raj with the lifestle feeling jolly, yeah
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| Ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| Gucci striped t-shirt and their asking where’s wally? |
| Yeah
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| Yeah, Yeah, where’s wally, yeah, yeah
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| Gucci striped t-shirt and their asking where’s wally? |
| Yeah
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| Ahh, you can go ask somebody
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| Connected umbilical, finish in clinical
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| Drinking the styrofoam, don’t try be sinical
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| Spaces inside the whip so I can hide it all
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| Smoke it all to my dome, yeah
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| She calls me papi, and I call her mami
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| We go to Wasabi, we eat Teriyaki
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| That shit inexpensive, I’m saving my wallet
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| Ahh, yeah, I’m saving my wallet, yeah
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| Add a o2, watching Future
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| These times yeah huncho was selling the molly
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| Smoked about two kilos going through colly
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| In the raj with the lifestle feeling jolly, yeah
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| Fuck all the drama, fuck all the bodies
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| Get us some green and we smoke out the lobby
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| Rolling with Savage, nah he a rubbish
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| She’s talking the maddest, she showers, she sucky-sucky
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| Bruddas know I am so mucky, bitches know I don’t do lovey, yeah
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| Bitches know money I love it, yeah
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| Can’t trust a hoe with my money, yeah
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| I can’t trust family, all of them scram like they love me, yeah, yeah
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| Smoked about two kilos going through colly
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| In the raj with the lifestle feeling jolly, yeah
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| Ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
|
| Gucci striped t-shirt and their asking where’s wally? |
| Yeah
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| Yeah, Yeah, where’s wally, yeah, yeah
|
| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
|
| Gucci striped t-shirt and their asking where’s wally? |
| Yeah
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| Ahh, you can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
|
| You can go ask somebody
|
| Smoked about two kilos going through colly
|
| In the raj with the lifestle feeling jolly, yeah
|
| Ask somebody
|
| You can go ask somebody
|
| Gucci striped t-shirt and their asking where’s wally? |
| Yeah
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| Yeah, Yeah, where’s wally, yeah, yeah
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| You can go ask somebody
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| Smoked about two kilos going through colly |