| Stuff that Slapwoods with Gas Gods and I’m good
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| Push-button start, LS under hood
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| My old-school's new, can’t be playin' on the freeway
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| I-10 doin' 80, the G way
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| 26s gettin' eye contact from the bitches
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| Ready to roll, thinkin' she gon' get some of my riches
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| She just might, you rollin' with a boss, right?
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| Well, hop in, let me show you 'bout this boss life
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| High as a kite, been smokin' since breakfast
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| The way we Cheech and Chong, you’d think it’s legal down in Texas
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| Slim and LE$'s BHO sessions
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| We get high for a profession, sit back and learn lessons
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| Shawty, why you blowin' up my line? |
| I’m just tryna get high
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| Always kept it gangsta, but I’m more concerned with keepin' it fly
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| I’m just tryna run it up 'til I can’t no more, they just wanna get by
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| I’m gon' always chase the paper, baby, that’s only prize, love, I can’t even lie
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| Look, underground hoggin' but now a nigga a boss
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| Paid the cost, I used to flip around that Buick LaCross
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| Comin' out like Ball and G, the game been gettin' too soft
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| If it ain’t vibin' when I’m ridin', I’m gon' turn that shit off
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| All this BAPE came outta Tokyo, my steak did too
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| That’s Wagyu, almost $ 20 an ounce, ain’t playin', boo
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| A couple trucks, a bunch of cars, don’t know which one I’ma choose
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| I usually jump off in that Raptor when I’m makin' a move
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| Ain’t just talkin' 'cause it’s somethin' to do, ain’t sayin' nothin'
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| We just fuckin' and I’ll take her to eat, but I ain’t cuffin'
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| Thugger got them 30s up on the 'Lac and they ain’t rubbin'
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| Talk about 'em, then they out in the lot, we never frontin'
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| Shawty, why you blowin' up my line? |
| I’m just tryna get high
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| Always kept it gangsta, but I’m more concerned with keepin' it fly
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| I’m just tryna run it up 'til I can’t no more, they just wanna get by
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| I’m gon' always chase the paper, baby, that’s only prize, love, I can’t even lie |