| I was off the drugs, I was off the dranks, I was off the vibes
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| Got nothin' to hide, I’m with the squad, don’t make me throw it up
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| She by my side, we bonafide, that shit is nice
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| It just don’t look like this
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| If you living carefree then you probably don’t look like us
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| Damn, nigga, let me cook right quick, on the beach
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| Couple niggas, we was cool and it’s just 'bout dusk
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| Shawty never smoked kush like this
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| Some fire-ass music playin', grindin' on me
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| You know I had to push right back, reflex, respect
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| No suspect shit, came late
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| Goofy niggas missed the sunset
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| We ain’t even give a fuck, got the Backwoods, though
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| Dropped those niggas, would’ve been upset
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| Only hit it two times 'cause I know that the paper’s more of her speed she
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| could fuck with
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| And I like that shit, she don’t duck shit, but we was cool
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| And I said we didn’t want smoke, so when the cops popped up
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| It was Pop Smoke, niggas proceeded to get on that fuck shit
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| Now I’m worried 'bout dyin' for speaking my mind, they keep on callin' it tough
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| shit
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| I ain’t do too much, just rough shit
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| Whole time it really is way too much shit
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| Playin' that shit right, it’s some tough shit
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| And they know just which one to fuck with
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| It’s just some shit we stuck with
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| We was off the drugs, we was off the dranks, we was off the vibes
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| Got nothin' to hide, I’m with the squad, don’t make me throw it up
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| She by my side, we bonafide, will you ride or die?
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| Damn, nigga, let me breathe
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| Damn, nigga, let me cook
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| Damn, family, give me space
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| So quick to shoot, no Devin Book'
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| Can’t even look me in my face
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| Can’t play it straight, these niggas crooks
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| They player hate, I’m on my shit
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| Pulled me over 'bout my whip
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| Like, «How you get it?»
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| Bitch, I bought it, took my ticket for the tints
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| That might not seem too intense
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| But I ain’t whip this in two months
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| The first day back, they on some shit
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| I can’t let 'em steal my joy
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| See who my niggas is fuckin' with
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| Heard the whole squad at the beach
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| Guessin' we’ll pull up and shit
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| We be off the drugs, we be off the dranks, we be off the vibes
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| Got nothin' to hide, be with the squad, don’t make me throw it up
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| She by my side, we bonafide, that shit is nice, damn
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| We was off the drugs, we was off the dranks, we was off the vibes
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| Got nothin' to hide, I’m with the squad, don’t make me throw it up
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| She by my side, we bonafide, will you ride or die?
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| Damn, nigga, let me breathe
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| Damn, nigga, let me cook
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| Damn, nigga, give me space
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| Damn, nigga, let me breathe
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| Damn, nigga, let me cook
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| Damn, family, give me space
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| Quick to shoot, no Devin Book'
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| Can’t even look me in my face |