| But y’all don’t even feel me
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Call that shit a Grammy
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Yeah, but y’all don’t understand me
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Call that shit a Grammy
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Gave a xany to your granny
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Plus I got a grammy of that cammy, double whammy
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| Your shat a kind of brown, my shit tanner, no dammy
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| Dipping through Cali in a stolen grey Camry
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| Off that JonBenét Ramsey, but I always stay antsy
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| Cheffing with the rich, I’m Gordon fucking Ramsay
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| Got y’all niggas looking like it’s Jordan over Camby
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| I’m 'bout to show y’all niggas what extraordinary can be
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| I’m doper than that shit that we was snorting in Miami
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| Bet you 'bout a dollar if you want it with my family
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| Then someone come out tomorrow, fuck or me
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| Yeah, but y’all don’t even hand me
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Call that shit a Grammy |
| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| And y’all kids don’t want it, I kill 'em like Plan B
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| And I’m smoking on that good loud, we call that shit a Grammy
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| Yeah, call that shit a Grammy
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| Call that shit a Grammy
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| Raised by Keaney, no daddy or mami
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| Only father figure was pops and grandpa-addy
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| Now all I’m doing is shots and popping addys
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| Till my vision crooked like them cops when they grab me
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| Flow wet till I drop like the panties
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| On these girls that say they love me, but they don’t understand me
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| They try to undermine me, y’all try to upper hand me
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| But I see the big picture like a mural in an alley
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| Beauty skin deep like a in the ass cheek
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| My niggas the future and y’all niggas is last week
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| Smoke hasheesh till I’m like, «Oh shit, god damn
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| Now I don’t love her, cause I don’t kick it with no damn sheep»
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| Yeah, and you could even ask your aunty
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| Yeah, call that shit a Grammy
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| Smoking on that good loud, call that shit a Grammy
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| And y’all can’t command me, I do my own damn thing |
| Bitch I don’t gotta stand out cause I’m just outstanding
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| They clear me for take off and I’m never landing
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| I’m smoking on that good loud, they call that a Grammy |