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(Aw, yeah)
(Aw-yeah, aw-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Yeah)
(Check this out)
I get mad zooted, I got this bad thing I recruited
My passion is a movie, I say f- her 'cause I screwed her
I stay on Miley Cyrus, everywhere I go I'm screwed up
I know my Texas n- got my back and that's for sure though
Sippin' on Easter Pink like it's Tanqueray
We ain't never gon' give this - life up
I know then boys saying they gettin' to the money over there
Baby, trust me, these n- nothin' like us
I put charisma in my lingo and she fell for me
I gave her realness, and that's all she gon' get from me
Bonafide superstar, I'm straight up out the hood-uh
I just did a dose of Percocets with some strippers
I just did a dose of Percocet with some strippers
I just poured this lean in my cup like it's liquor
I just need a whole lot of drugs in my system
I just tried acid for the first time, I feel good
Treasure bring misery, codeine in my delivery
I pulled up in a big B, swervin' like a hippie
Movin' with the dopers and pushers
In the Rover duckin' undercover, huggin' the Interstate
Coppin' a couple cakes and the drum hangin' under me
Got a chain hangin' over me
God watching over me, all my angels watch over me
I bag it like groceries, keep some cash flowing over me
Got some money all in my hand and I stack it all under me
The young n- under me, they gon' stand up in any war
We built this s- ground up like the head of a seminar
I talk for the real ones
I talk for them n- that feel this s- out in Belgium
(Freeband Gang)
I just did a dose of Percocet with some strippers
I just poured this lean in my cup like it's liquor
I just need a whole lot of drugs in my system
I just tried acid for the first time, I feel good
I just tried acid for the first time, I feel good