| Boot up, boot up, boot up, wait!
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| «Well, you better say 'mom', kid, it’s kinda not polite to say she like that,
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| especially about your mother.»
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| I guess not, she wouldn’t let me
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| Practice, practice
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| Who’s she? |
| Mom of course
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| Ay, Scar
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| Set it, yeah
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| I got this value, so set it, yeah
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| Kill instrumentals on paper, yeah
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| Never ever lost a battle, yeah
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| Living so lavish, insane, uh
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| Keep it inside in my brain
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| Yes, there’s so numbers on paper, uh
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| Count that, lil' pussy, I’m a maker, uh
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| Mixing the drip with the acres, uh
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| House is so far from the neighbors, ay
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| Now I’m known, one of the greatest, uh
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| Forty keep stacking the paper
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| Sippin' on gin, I don’t chase it, uh
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| If that shit’s nice then I’m tasting, yeah
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| Drowning in my bottles, I’m wasting, uh
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| You might see Scar in the latest, yah
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| Leave me alone, get you out my head
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| I said leave me alone, get you out my head
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| I can’t, leave me alone, get you out my life
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| Ah, leave me alone, get you out my life, ay
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| I took a look at the top, yeah
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| I saw myself in that spot, yeah
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| These niggas thought that they lost, ay
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| Maybe they know that ain’t wrong, ay
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| Focus on shooting my shot, yeah
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| Working all day, it’s no sleep, ay
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| Taking off heads from East, ay
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| Yeah, I sold it to wrist
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| You know I sip gin, pass out
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| Ay, sip gin, pass out
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| Ay, ay, ayy
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Ay, sip gin, pass out
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| You know I sip gin, pass out
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| Ay, sip gin, pass out
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| You know I sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| Sip gin, pass out
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| «Ahahahaha»
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| «Boy, was he scared!»
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| «You can trust my discretion.»
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| «Mhmhahaha»
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| «It won’t be so funny if he calls the cops.»
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| «It won’t?» |