| I been up lately, I don’t really sleep
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| Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed
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| So I pop Percs, too many, can’t eat
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| If you need work, you can join the team
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| I got a bad bitch rolling through the hood with me
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| And B got 30 in the Magazine
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| Said, I ain’t tryna talk so why you talking to me?
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| Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean
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| I’m rollin', I’m poppin xannies, like they some candy
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| I cannot love no thotties, ho understand me
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| I’m zooted, I’m fucking snoozin', lean got me sleepy
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| High as fuck, I’m off the molly, I’m sipping Fiji
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| I can’t fuck with no fake shit, love me or leave me
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| Do shit, I really move shit, they cannot see me
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| Or stop me, don’t gotta prove shit, don’t do no talking
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| Off it, she said I’m awful, I know I’m awful
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| Don’t love me, don’t gotta like me, just give me top now
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| No I do not wanna hear you talk, and you can stop now
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| Ho, you got me fucked up if you think I give a fuck now
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| Juice, jugs, and fucking money, all I give a fuck 'bout
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| I been up lately, I don’t really sleep
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| Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed
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| So I pop Percs, too many, can’t eat
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| If you need work, you can join the team
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| I got a bad bitch rolling through the hood with me
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| And B got 30 in the Magazine
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| Said, I ain’t tryna talk so why you talking to me?
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| Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean
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| This pretty hate machine, she wit' me, yeah she love my gear
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| She only want me 'cause of my gear, but I don’t really care
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| This pack as loud as Papa Roach, I blow it everywhere
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| I smoke 'til I condone, I gotta get there
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| All this codeine moved my bones, now I’m outchea
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| All we do is sin here, it ain’t sincere
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| This loud wolf stay wit' the pack, yeah
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| It’s still so hard to relax though
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| I pop maj just to get up off my ass
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| Yeah, I make the block look like Candyland
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| I don’t want this shit to end
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| No, I don’t want this shit to end here
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| I been up lately, I don’t really sleep
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| Lil shawty off the coke, got her rolling my weed
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| So I pop Percs, too many, can’t eat
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| If you need work, you can join the team
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| I got a bad bitch rolling through the hood with me
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| And B got 30 in the Magazine
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| Said, I ain’t tryna talk so why you talking to me?
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| Faded off the wock, I dropped a Xan in my lean |