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[Verse 1]
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Relics trying to put some clams together to smoke some shark teeth
Parked outside the topless spot
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Rock a lot of drip
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Everything was earned in stride I learned to turn the tide

My expected yield, would shock you like electric eels
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Dollars and cents be getting rest while the cabbage peel
Everything is polished [?]

Being very clever, for this bruschetta, [?]
She pulled a tiny blade [?]
I can put some frozen in [?]

Now the jockey on his sweater riding a seahorse
Think again, this shit is sink or swim [?]
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[Outro]
You call your son fam but he got other plans
You call your son fam but he got other plans
Your man would drown you for a couple clams
Your man would drown you for a couple clams
Shit is deep now but it gets deeper
I open up portals smoking coral reefer