| I can’t spare no fool
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| I must hit all of you, I notice who
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| Think they feelin' tough so
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| See me comin' through
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| I’m pickin' up a bitch by his neck
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| I scream «What's wrong with you?»
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| He replied «Wulf, I must admit
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| I shouldn’t have fucked with you»
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| I swung his ass across the damn yard
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| And said «I'm through with you»
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| Niggas think just cause I crack a smile
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| I won’t deplenish whoever
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| Gets the slightest damn nerve
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| To come and try my crew
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| Niggas try to talk real hard
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| But all I hear is sissy flutes
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| Don’t think just cause I’m watchin' anime
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| I won’t come cripple you
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| What the fuck you mean
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| If anything, I got the skills to do it
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| I don’t give no fuck about no bitch
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| I tell her «Keep it movin'»
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| She say «Can we fuck?»
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| I say «Hell naw, cause you a fuckin' user»
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| I don’t talk to hoes up on the internet
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| Cause all these fangirls sluts
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| Screenshot the chat
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| All I need is weed, I smoke that back to back
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| Back to back, I mean back to back
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| When I say back to back, I mean back to back
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| Back to back, we smokin' thrax
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| Back to back, back to back
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| We smokin' sacks
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| Back to back, back to back
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| We smokin' packs
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| Back to back, back to back
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| We smokin' thrax
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| Back to back, back to back
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| We smokin' packs
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| Back to back, back to back
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| We smokin' thrax
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| Back to back, back to back |