[Intro]:

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[Verse 1]: Manning Allor

This that too fucked up shit, gone in the club and you know we off substance
I put the molly in the Sunkist, faded in the function and that boy up to something

See him, shakin, driving how we moving so smoothly
If he sneak dissin, blend that boy up like a smoothie
And He ain’t make the team, you would think that n***a Rudy
On vacation, got my bitch a bracelet, gold with Ruby’s

And school had kicked me out, my teachers didn’t know what to do with me
I walk in smelling loud, I swear them teachers couldn’t get through to me
I failed math cause I was juggin, counting uppers fluently
And I indulge in substance, all these drugs I take not new to me

This that too fucked up shit I’m gone in a minute
This that too fucked up shit, I’m gone in 60 seconds
I been too fucked up, shit, I think I need a reverend
And I already hit rock bottom, now I’m on the rise to heaven

Posted, smoking loud with seven
Counting cash in the money counter, beep
I had a play lined up at seven, doing the dash and I’m losing my feet
Smoking exotic, turtle pie, it’s so strong, yeah
Mind keep wandering, I’m so gone
Off these drugs, can’t find my way home
[Verse 2]: RewindRaps

Yeah
The turtle pie 800, why I’m stoned
I take the brush, paint shit whenever I’m on my own
I might paint two bitches fuckin, yeah let’s go!
Shorty never went to college, but she made the honor roll

Finger Calais from so many hoes, I scroll
But I came back to you, like a win does for a coach
I put G, I certify right on her broach
I might take her to the ‘sino, gamble, and put dick right in her throat

Said the suite hit different when it’s 20 floors, up
She’s valor, I might share my lamb chops with this whore, yeah
Yeah, might be settled in, but I never settle scores
Play the game, like it’s magic, dealing cards across the board

I might fish for sword, beat her pussy till it’s sore
Love seeing the money at the venue like a tour