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[Verse]
Smokin' dope by the pound
Whole lotta choppas they'll blow you down
Smokin' gas, all this loud
So much loud, I be in the clouds
I know you ain't ready
I love counting fetti, pull up in the Chevy
Same color spaghetti
My ex on my dick, but I swerved cause you left me
Smoke green if it healthy
Been trappin' so hard a n***a be sweaty
Be same color as colored jelly
Its all in my belly, I know that you smell me
My bricks in the deli
Choppa blackbery, these n***as be scary
Bitch mad if they marry
These n***as be fake like a motherfuckin' fairy
All of my n***as strapped up, they be, they bleedin'
All my n***as shootin' for no reason
I just got an AK with a 30 round drum
I remember coolin, I was coolin in the slums
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Them choppas goin' dumb
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Them choppas goin' dumb
I'm a young n***a with alot of bricks yeah
I'm a young n***a tryna get rich yeah
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