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Thirty thousand on my wrist
f#ck your car, get flipped
All these broads get flipped
Made a hunnid thousand off rip
All of these meds is ‘script
That Glock got a motherf#cking switch and that b#tch don’t—
It’s going through doors, going through trees, going through everything that you see, yeah
I created like everything that you see
Yeah, I be with some crips but most of my n#gg#s throwing up B’s
Catching Z’s on a jet, yeah, I fell asleep off codeine
Twenty racks, thirty racks, forty racks in my jeans, I could keep going
Dirty pole on me, b#tch, it could keep blowing
Yeah, blowing out this f#cking world, C4
Sipping on red at a red light
Don’t make me catch you at the red light
Glock 26 got a green light
ARP got a red sight
The ARP got a flashlight
Pull up on you with my mask tight
Giving the dick, givе her act right
Can’t remembеr nothing from last night
I used to skip class, now I skip the seats to get to first class
Put his body in the trash bag
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