| Really
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| Uh
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| Iceberg
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| Uh
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| Grey
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| I hit the reset button, now I’m raisin' the stock up
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| Max out, I’m a rocker
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| You can tell by my posture
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| Might fly shorty out
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| Cop a flight off a hopper
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| Cool out, baby, I got ya
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| Illest one on my roster
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| They garbage, never mind them
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| Really, they Oscars
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| They reach in they boppers
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| Look at they diagnostics
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| My outfit’s hot topic, not Hot Topic
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| They ain’t got this
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| Might dedicate a month just to tour the tropics
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| Easting rasta pasta
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| Pass the pack, that’s my sis
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| Turkey bag off the backboard
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| Crib on my neck, that was a gift
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| VVS stub, check my shit
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| They think I make montega flip
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| Stakes is high
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| And I ain’t talkin' ‘bout de-la-shit
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| Early bird, my lil' homie played the graveyard shift
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| Get flawless on the line, ice on the pinky ring
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| OG, different strains, blow a bag, fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Uh, get flawless on the line, ice on the pinky ring
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| OG, different strains, blow a bag, fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Uh, reality hits, I’m like, «When am I sober?»
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| Life as a stoner
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| Put me in a coma
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| The morning mimosas
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| Niggas be jokers
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| Most ‘em raised by cobras
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| They really be dojas
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| And outfits from Dover
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| No convo, I keep it quiet like playin' poker
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| Them passive days is over
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| You just a toy soldier
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| Special dishes palatos
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| Check seein' the lower
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| Patch me in with a grower, connect it like Motorola
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| Sneakin' bud to Paris, think I won’t roll up
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| Emergency half-ounce stuffed up in my lint roller
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| Ten, four, wassup?
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| Invest, spend those bucks
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| Windows up
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| Then roll up, uh
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| Get flawless on the line, ice on the pinky ring
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| OG, different strains, blow a bag, fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Uh, get flawless on the line, ice on the pinky ring
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| OG, different strains, blow a bag, fix the pain
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| Fix the pain
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| Fix the pain |