| Smoking something off a juug
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| Smoking something off a juug
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| Smoking something off a juug
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| Fucc boys holdin'
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| I’ve been everywhere y’all going and nothing changing for the demon
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| Thats gon snatch you up in seconds take your will and leave you leanin'
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| We some heathens on the blocc-a
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| Croccin' at ya baccah
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| Give a fucc about ya couple bullets you gon' (?)
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| Had to get it out ya
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| Weeks til' they found ya
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| Sad cause your spirit probably still hanging around ya
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| Who in the fucc been real and never half step
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| Ready to bring the Toof Gang through the future to my last breath
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| To my last breath now follow me through the tenches of the dark into the
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| maddness
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| And though the world has failed me let my words be your enchantment
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| I done died a thousand deaths
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| Given quiet the count of flesh
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| (?) bleed if they come between me and me staccin' grip
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| Mechanical animal (?)
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| Shorty let me eat before I beat just to humor me
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| (?) the teeth of all my enemies like some jewelry
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| The internet either gon' love me or hate me man what the fucc else can they do
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| with me
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| I’m through with these rappers who think they the shit man they just poop to me
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| I pull up on that ass
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| Let them know they not as cool as me
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| I keep that shit a hunnit man and I’m on my dolo usually
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| The internet either gon' love me or hate me man what the fucc else can they do
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| with me
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| Oooh |