| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| I need that B, that U, the D
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| That sticky icky, yea, that cabbage
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| I got to have it
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| I got a habit
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| Blowing in traffic
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| Smoked out, loced out
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| Riding with that pistol grip
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| Snort a little coke
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| Put that 30 to your head
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| Then I let that bitch rip
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| Cause you know that I’m out here, I’m grinding to get it
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| Kill me a OPP while I’m smoking on spinach
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| Blue berry kush how that spinach is scented
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| Shoot me a pussy, don’t got time for no bitches
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| I need that weed, got an ounce for me
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| Blowing on that B-L-U-N-T
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Lil Uzi got a little fucking Gucci
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| What’s happening?
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| See I be wrapping up Japanese weed just like it was some sushi
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| Getting high with them ratchet hoes
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| Fuck them bougie bitches
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| Twisting up the blunt like it was a noose
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| She didn’t know I beat the pussy up?
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| Leave them walking like a goose
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| I grabbed the knife, she hollered truce
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| I tied her tight, but she got loose
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| Smoking too much kill
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| Terrorist fumes
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| Now I’m plotting in the back of a hearse smoking purp, drinkin' some lean,
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| getting head just like a guillotine
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll
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| Smoked out loced out riding with the pistol grip
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| I don’t love hoes mane, I’m aiming at your skulll |