| Ayy what it do?
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| Can i come through?
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| 616 Speed Gang Gun Rue
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| Baby I’ll do anything to you
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| Beat it up all night like ohhhh
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| Girl lets ride lets get high
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| Smoking blunts until we die
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| I cannot lie I don’t know why
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| But true love is suicide
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| True love is suicide that shit is sack
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| I catch some feeling and I throw them back
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| Man fuck the bullshit I’m done with that
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| And fuck the bitch who made me feel like that
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| Bitch I’m ballin feel like Jordan
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| Go so hard in the paint I’m scoring
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| Bitches calling money falling
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| Finding snakes up in my garden
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| You got it, you got it bad
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| When you’re on the phone
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| Hang up and you call right back
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| You got it you got it bad
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| When you miss a day without your friend
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| You’re whole lives off track.
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| Yea my life is on track never off
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| Never that!
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| Yea my life is on track never off
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| Never that she was from Traverse City
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| So you know i hit that!
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| Yea my life is on track never off never that
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| She went to West Catholic so you know
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| I ate that shit!!!
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| Ayy what it do?
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| Can i come through?
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| 616 Speed Gang Gun Rue
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| Baby ill do. |
| anything to you
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| Beat it up all night like ohhhh
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| Girl lets ride. |
| lets get high
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| Smoking blunts until we die
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| I cannot lie. |
| i don’t know why.
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| But true love is suicide
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| True love equals a bad time ay!
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| I know first hand fuck you bitch
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| I hope you die!
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| I don’t think you trust
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| In my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die
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| In my self-righteous suicide
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| I cry when angels deserve to die
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| Bitch I’m dope. |
| Already know.
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| Pouring up another 4
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| Getting dope fuckin' hoes
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| 616 Speed gang Gun Rue
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| Late night come home.
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| Work sucks I know
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| She left me roses by the stairs
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| Surprises lets me know she cares
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| Say it ain’t so i will not go
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| Turn the lights off caring me home
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| Say it ain’t so I will not go
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| Turn the lights off caring me home
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| Ayy what it do?
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| Can i come through?
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| 616 Speed Gang Gun Rue
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| Baby I’ll do anything to you
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| Beat it up all night like ohhhh
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| Girl lets ride lets get high
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| Smoking blunts until we die
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| I cannot lie. |
| i don’t know why.
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| But true love is suicide
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| 616 up in this bitch
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| Grand Rapids Michigan
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| Finally blowing up like shit
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| It took long enough lil bitch |