| So high, nigga lost service
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| Backwoods, twisting up Bourbons
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| Squad deep, look at them nervous
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| Dirt bikes, this shit looking like Sturgis, hmmm
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| Niggas got courage, look at them flourish, hmmm
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| Where them curves went? |
| You should fire that surgeon, hmmm
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| Look at them working, you see the way that work went, hmmm
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| Things that make you go, hmmm
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| Hopped out the womb, fogged up the room
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| Flowered the street, watch how it bloom
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| Roll up repeat, regroup resume
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| Highlights, premium servants, Kushed God, kill 'em with sermons
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| Kill 'em in furs and kill em in Sherlin’s
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| Kill it and curve it
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| Kill it and curve it
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| On point, know how to maneuver
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| Blueprint, you been one of my muses
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| God like, one eye on Judas
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| Hustler, in the land of users
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| Don’t confuse us, we shakers movers
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| Hotbox Ubers, I don’t do hookah
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| Roofless, like the coupe is
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| My whole style I done deuced it
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| Came back on some new shit in my back like a booster
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| He paid? |
| Dique, my account on Green Bay
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| My chick like cliche five star cheap dates
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| Fucking up that mahi-mah, bunch of chips I carry cards
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| Quiet naps while I recharge
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| Raf Simmons Adidas, Uptown I reside
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| Kill 'em in furs and kill em in Sherlin’s
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| Kill it and curve it
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| Kill it and curve it
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| Kill it and curve it |