| Straight outta that mud, ya’ll niggas be lowkey
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| These niggas don’t know me
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| He a rat, he the police
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| Uh, uh
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| Uh, uh
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| Give a fuck, if anything ya’ll owe me
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| On God you got it
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| Big fye, like homie
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| Uh, uh
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| Uh, uh
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| Alotta them drugs, that’s in my codeine
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| Blue thirty gon hold me
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| More bands getting on me
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| Uh, uh
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| Uh, uh
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| Fight for
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| that Tetris
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| Sippin on
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| Switched out Dlo and Alexis
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| My adolescents, on antidepressants, infected
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| My moon crescent
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| Star of David a blessing
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| Salad a bitch like dressing
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| Been bout that smoke, it’s a mess, get a message
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| These niggas gon choke, talking about they finesse
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| Leave you broke, got holiday presents
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| Stack it up blue, my green neon
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| Who the hell is you, pussy boy just be gone
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| Gimme that loot, diamonds on
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| Bitch get a boot, fuck ya’ll be on
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| , vroomin on concrete
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| Groupie hoes, pull up on me
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| Dirty got a pint
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| Letting it go, not even for a feat
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| Give a fuck, if anything ya’ll owe me
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| Give a fuck, if anything ya’ll owe me
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| On God you
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| Big fye, like
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| Uh, uh
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| Uh, uh
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| Alotta them drugs, that’s in my codeine
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| Blue thirty gon hold me
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| More bands getting on me
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| Uh, uh
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| Uh, uh |