| That’s all the fuck I do man
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| Work my motherfuckin ass off
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| Smokin', drinkin'…
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| I’ve been smokin', I’ve been drinkin'
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| I don’t know what I was thinkin'
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| I’ve been high all weekend
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| Drunk as fuck but still tweakin'
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| So high I can’t hear nobody
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| I can’t even feel my body
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| Goin' need a paramedic prolly
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| She off that cookie and the molly
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| This remind me of that mafia
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| Gettin' bread, now I’m popular
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| If you hatin' keep it on the d-low
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| Gotta shout out to my youngin' p low
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| In the club, man we smoking pre rolls
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| Want me in your club? |
| Need a couple zeroes
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| Bandz a make us hold up plans
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| Roll up all them grams
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| And my new car and the new cars
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| See my new chains, say I went too far
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| See the watch face, say that’s too hard
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| When I put gold in my 2−4
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| I did it just to match my pinkie
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| And probly just so these fuck niggas could see me
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| While I’m
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| Smokin', drinkin'…
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| I’ve been smoking, I’ve been drinking
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| I don’t know what I was thinking
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| I been high all weekend
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| Drunk as fuck but still tweaking
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| Damn bro, I’m fucking fried
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| Say you high as me? |
| You a fucking liar
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| We so strong it make you cough
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| Teeth grinding, rolling heavy, tryna shake, you got it
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| Suck the shit, it’s hella corny
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| Molly got me hella horny
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| Fuck it, let these bands play
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| Bet these bitch so what these bad say
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| Then there go your baby momma
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| Looking like she want a problem
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| Fuck it, I’mma give her some
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| You never let her out, so I’mma make er come
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| All over this damn place
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| Poppin poppin like champagne
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| Poppin poppin like dry bige
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| You can’t connect to my Wi Fi
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| I’m sky high, look at me
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| Now fuck these niggas
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| Let me get back to
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| Smokin', drinkin'…
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| That’s the one
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| That fever right there |