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Fuck with me, I said back the fuck up
Got a Glock on me, don't act the fuck up
I laugh in your face, I crack the fuck up
I make hella racks, I'm stacked the fuck up
And I ball on everybody, busy catching bodies
Busy with the buzzer and I fuck her, yeah we naughty
Punk ain't nazi, fuck the paparazzi
All my shooters got me like I'm a mag in their pocket

We smokin' fat woods wahh, sippin' on the don
Playin' BP with the homies, celebrating life
You know what the fuck we on
Yerrrrrrrr
I need a light, I need to find my weed tonight
I need a night, I need to find my peace of mind
I need to fight, I need to fight
Don't tell me wrong, don't tell me right
I'm suffering, I fucking cry
I'm feeling fine, I'm feeling right
Fuck you and fuck your lies
Oh my! Oh my! I just fucking realized
Hold my, hold my blunt, I'm about to die
So high, so high, I don't know the fucking time
Roll my, roll my blunt, I wanna reach the sky

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