Hi-c in my coffee bruh (Coffee bruh)
EW I jus walked up in that b#tch so filthy so damn nasty uh
I stay up and inna’ cut (I stay up and inna’ cut)
Jus like ima scab i stay on top of it no matter what
I need me some gasoline
Douse me up like mussolini
b#tch I’m out in Italy
I’m like the prime minister
For the night I am a fiend
Smoking through that broccolini
I jus lose a bit of me
Medicine administer
I feel like the Pillsbury Boy I got all this dough
Count it up but I can’t leave my room like the pale swordsman uh
I’m from Texas with the longhorns where it doesn’t snow
I’m jus’ with my lecher and I bet he’ll get a bit of ya
Go
Boy I got all this dough
Got this cash got this cash Countin up that money ahhh
Longhorns where it doesnt snow
It nevеr gets cold yea down in Texas
Boy I got all this dough
Wrap it up I gotta go n scorе a f#ckin touchdown
Long horns where it doesn’t snow
Creep around til’ i’m inna’ ground uhhh
Yuh Phantom like the opera (opera)
I smoke through these roots they know I’m off it bruh (they know I’m off it yuh)
Yuh bloody when I’m coughin’ bruh (when I’m coughin’ yuh)
I jus woke up popped up out da coffin yuh
Hi c in my coffee bruh (coffee bruh)
EW! I jus walked up in that b#tch so filthy so damn nasty uh
I stay up and inna’ cut (I stay up and inna’ cut)
Jus like ima scab I stay on top of it no matter what
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