Scribing
Oh-oh, oh, oh
Load up the stick, we gon’ hide from the
I buckle them down for the ride [Slatt
f#ck it, I’m down for my slimes [Slime
If they [Yeah
f#ck up the money, I f#cked up the money, I f#cked it up so many times
I got rich off of take carin’ the guys [Woah
He got rich off of tellin’ a lie [Yeah
Two-fifty, 500 high block, we living ruthless
G6 and Molly scent, gon’ leave you toothless [Leave you tooth
I’m used to this, I know how to use stick, I make her move
Ain’t nothin’ to prove to this, ain’t on no cool sh#t, get down with they movement [Uh-huh
Yeah, I’m so icy hot, I put it down then I face her up [Ooh
Top speed when I pick her up [Let’s go
She a game, better cuff her up [Let’s go
New AP touching the sun [AP
Ten pointer, won’t point at my son
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