Coco make me really, crazy for real yea yea
Codeine in ma cup, make me feel like am dead
Oh baby please don’t leave, tonight we roll so deep
Your blood so warm, I feel, oh damn I am trippin trills
Damn these n#gg#s are mad
Damn these n#gg#s are mad
Damn these n#gg#s are mad
Damn these n#gg#s are mad
Came to your hood, after twenty f#ckin
You be still sitting on that muthaf#ckin chair
Uh wassup wassup, yea
Damn these n#gg#s mess yea
Fucikin young age n#gg#s doing all the flex yea
Taking all the things they really need, this is mess yea
Time is coming to an f#cking end and you know that
Damn, this b#tches with their f#cking lips out, and their tities jumping out
Wassup with that, my eyes are falling out
I need my shades on so that people don’t really test me now
I told my manager to get me out
TDR where we really be?
On the bank yea, you will see this is international
Level
This is not in the national state, this is something were you need the FBI and CIA
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