| Abby Jasmine, Milli Smoke them bitches you can’t fuck with
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| Gang, ay
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| (Ay, ay)
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| Gas in the blunt, I ain’t passin it
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| I might smack a bitch actin rude
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| Cus I ain’t having it (no way)
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| Ima act a fool
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| Countin racks, I got callouses
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| I ain’t 21 but a bitch on that savage shit (uh, bitch)
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| I ain’t signing shit
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| Independant bitch
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| I’m out here climbing quick
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| Designer shit
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| Got me in my bag I can’t rewind this shit
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| Allergic to the counterfeit
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| That shit fucks up my sinuses
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| Out here on the grind, lil bitch you know what time it is
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| Bitch I feel like Rico you know I like my shit Nasty
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| Bitch I stack my money got a duffle in the backseat
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| Heard your mixtape and threw that shit up in a trash heap
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| Ima talk my shit
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| Motherfucker don’t at me
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| Abby Jasmine, Milli Smoke them bitches you can’t fuck with
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| I don’t fuck with divas cause them bitches on some fuck shit
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| Got the gang with me when I pull up to the function
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| No time on the grind cause I’m always up to something
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| (Ay, ay)
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| Gas in the blunt, I ain’t passin it
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| I might smack a bitch actin rude
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| Cus I ain’t having it (no way)
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| Ima act a fool
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| Countin racks, I got callouses
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| I ain’t 21 but a bitch on that savage shit (uh, bitch)
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| Bitch I’m rolling up
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| I got the paper in the fronto
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| Lonzo
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| Way I’m ballin
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| I don’t think I really need to top tho
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| Still a buncha white hoes sniffin coka like it’s narcos
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| Still don’t check the bag man I just have em scan the barcode
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| Mama called me on the phone and asked if I’m still trappin
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| I said no
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| I gotta go cause I just got new packs in
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| Need a brand new Louis duffle just to put my racks in
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| Hatin ain’t gon work on me you need another tactic
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| Molly Percocet I call him future when he poppin pills
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| Said he need to vent
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| I tell that boy to call up Dr. Phil
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| I ain’t tryna fuck lil baby
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| I’m just tryna cop a feel
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| Take yo nigga make him disappear
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| Like David Copperfield
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| (Ay, ay)
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| Gas in the blunt, I ain’t passin it
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| I might smack a bitch actin rude
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| Cus I ain’t having it (no way)
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| Ima act a fool
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| Countin racks, I got callouses
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| I ain’t 21 but a bitch on that savage shit (uh, bitch) |