| You stupid ass fools need to know this
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| I got a lot of weight on my shoulders
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| Step up in my way I run you over
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| It’s over cause I’m colder
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| Folks wish harm to me on four leaf clovers
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| Damn man, that’s atrocious
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| I try to keep some peace but shit disordered
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| Now I orbit and just absorb it
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| I see and read your lies like it’s poetry
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| I speak the truth but some just ignore me
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| But it’s all good, here comes the tortue
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| I’m king ice man but I will scorch you
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| You say you been trill but nigga know bitch
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| You just trendy, don’t offend me
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| Niggas out in Texas madder than me
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| Cause you lames took trill and made it trendy
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| Smug Mang
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| Smug God
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| Team Sesh
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| Hollow Squad
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| Smug? |
| ?
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| What kinda drugs you, be on
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| Can I be in your next song
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| I don’t know who the fuck you are
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| Leave me alone, let me pop my bars
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| Fairly blowns I’ll park my car
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| Getting high whatever I’m on
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| Living fast I can afford
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| From this lord till the country club
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| Smug Mang where you come from
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| And did you really roll one
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| Park my car where how come
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| Stay fresh yeah man cause I don’t know
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| The outcome
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| Hoes on my dick I love em
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| Only fuck with real bitches
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| Only ones that roll them, fat swishes
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| And the ones that sip codeine, but the one that I love
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| Happen to be somewhere green
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| Oh the irony, the irony
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| Ain’t no motherfucker that higher than me
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| By myself don’t bother me
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| Wulf and Bones they fuckin wit me and I fuck wit ch’all
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| Pimpin' never slippin'
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| Never gripping on the chrome
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| Bones got the blade, reach back and let it go
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| Reach back, then I swing, then I swing like children
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| Bitch I’m feelin like Xavier when I’m stepping in the building
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| I ain’t shooting, I ain’t banging, I ain’t popping the Glock
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| Find me somewhere on the block, creeping when it gets dark
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| See I don’t got no phone on me
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| Bitch know SESH be the army
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| I ain’t loading up the tommy
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| But she ride like bonnie
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| I got drugs in my body
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| I got ankle rub beside me
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| The only thing that makes me different
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| Is I ain’t afraid to die
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| I keep it quiet, keep it moving
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| And always steady smoking
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| Rolling up my Woods while I’m blowing out the coke |