| I just wanted my spliff lit
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| And I’m gone
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| I just wanted my chick think
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| All on my own
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| And y’all out of my business
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| Am I wrong
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| Mother fucka get gone
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| Can y’all get gone somewhere
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| Out my face go look at yo phone somewhere
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| Y’all gon hate
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| Oh no don’t care
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| Cause everybody know that you can’t roll with squares
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| Just make cake
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| Then I mash out for a bit
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| They say that you rolling but I’m doubting the shit
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| To all my homies that stayed up in the post since a snot nose
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| Off top though domo arigatto
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| Heard you had a cold winter that’s a bummer boss
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| You in ya hummer lost
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| Eating summer squash
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| Late ass
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| Don’t press start I don’t play that
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| One right too many you gone find yo way back
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| Watch me get big when I’m thirty two
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| Met gala thick chick and some dirty shoes
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| Finna cruise so I can giver her a taste
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| But first ima need you outta my face cause
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| I just wanted my spliff lit
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| And I’m gone
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| I just wanted my chick think
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| All on my own
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| And y’all out of my business
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| Am I wrong
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| Mother fucka get gone
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| I’m feeling fresh why yes sign me up
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| Finna ride the bus
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| Finna light one up
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| Done wore my best I’m blessed
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| Kinda tough
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| I see you trying to bluff
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| So I’m finna light one up
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| When I had time
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| It was my pastime
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| Kept trying
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| Oh I kept grinding
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| But fakes stay all on ya back and they break spines
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| Oh what a great time
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| I’m trying to get mine
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| Trying to get bills
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| Trying to get fly
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| Then trying to sit still
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| But all of these guys
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| All in they feels
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| Just trying to get peeled
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| For real
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| I just wanted my spliff lit
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| And I’m gone
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| I just wanted my chick think
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| All on my own
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| And y’all out of my business
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| Am I wrong
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| Mother fucka get gone |