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Young nigga, man, you know I'm an asshole I'm high as fuck rollin' dope in a castle Pull a Glock out, man I can't hassle I gotta shoot this bitch shoot faster than you Talkin' behind you, what would you do I dropped out, nigga, I don't go to school You gotta hit up man, couldn't be me, though Too many shooters with me, though Too much ice, nigga, I don't freeze, though He ain't ever seen no kilo Fuck with me, nigga, then you gotta go I'ma just send you to them heaven doors He saw me, nigga, then he froze He saw me and turned to a ghost I'm high as fuck, nigga, eatin' Hot Cheetos [?] Stackin' my chips, stackin' Doritos Told her delete in Spanish, delete-o Sippin' lean, nigga, R.I.P. Fredo Don't play with the gang 'cuz you could be dead, hoe Boy you trippin', we don't need spare hoes You better be lucky you got Legos I'm in the studio, I'm like [?] I'm finna buy my future kid some Legos Lil bitch why you so depressed though [Go, go] Letras de cancionesI'm waitin' for-for a nigga to press, though [Go, go] Smokin' on dope and it hit my chest, though Stop poppin' them Xannies, they be pressed though [?] my pocket, I'm an animal Finna buy my future kid some Danimals I walk in the mall, nigga, and I do the most I'm high as a bitch, nigga, off a edible I got a hood bitch over here, incredible High as a bitch watching The Incredibles My whole gang eat, nigga they full Put gas in the tank, make sure it's full I ain't got time for none of that bull I'm ridin' 'round with a Glock and it's full You rolled a lil blunt, nigga it don't pull Where the fuck is your bitch [?] Stop talking that shit, you not gon' pull up Broke as fuck, he can't afford Pull-Ups Bad bitch, and I told her to pull up Ain't talkin' racks, man, shut up Ain't talkin' money, shut the fuck up Look at her lips while she tryna pucker up [?] got me fucked up [?] got her a Uber Ain't wasting my energy to scoop her Shoot the party up, party pooper Bad ass teacher, fuck the tutor I remember when I had a tutor That bitch is a fuckin' loser I remember the pencils and rulers Fuck school, I'm a school shooter [Fuck school, nigga] Junkie nigga, you a coke-doer In my pockets, that's blue Back pockets, nigga, True [True Religion] Ridin' around with contraband I can show you how to [?] [?] Magazine, I'm in a band Got a stick, I feel like Dirty Dan My bitch mad, so why you cheat again? Young nigga, man, you know I'm an asshole I'm high as fuck rollin' dope in a castle Pull a Glock out, man I can't hassle I gotta shoot this bitch shoot faster than you Talkin' behind you, what would you do I dropped out, nigga, I don't go to school You gotta hit up man, couldn't be me, though Too many shooters with me, though Too much ice, nigga, I don't freeze, though He ain't ever seen no kilo Fuck with me, nigga, then you gotta go I'ma just send you to them [?] He saw me, nigga, then he froze He saw me and turned to a ghost I'm high as fuck, nigga, eatin' Hot Cheetos [?] Stackin' my chips, stackin' Doritos Told her delete in Spanish, delete-o Sippin' lean, nigga, R.I.P. Fredo Don't play with the gang 'cuz you could be dead, hoe Boy you trippin', we don't need spare hoes You better be lucky you got Legos I'm in the studio, I'm like [?] I'm finna buy my future kid some Legos Finna get your BM to cook me some Eggos I'm still in the hood, I ain't got [?] Take a garage, loud ass echo Designer shit, I don't wear Ecko Fuckin' a bad bitch, fucked her friends Smokin' dope always in the schedule From Letras Mania