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Yeah! Yeah! Word! Sky! Roll down the av with my niggers Sippin brews smokin' weed Narks steady watching go figure Just a couple black males Tyna stack they cheese Bucket hat freaky Has sitting real low 808s hitting my shit finna blow Shirt cost a hundred It's nothing to me and my Hat cost 150 I rock it at shows Switched up the sound But I'm keeping it trill Switched up the flows And I'm keeping that real Come up on I'm hunting for money at War with myself and That's just how I feel People finna think that I sold my soul The way that I'm flipping The script on these hoes SB dunks with the huff socks in'em And you can smell the odor Letras de cancionesif you get real close Rollin' with me then you outta be lit Smoking on something that's Cali legit Shit get you faded And make you forget Why you was tripping before the first hit Button up when I'm finenessing my shirt Goldie up on me I'm putting in work Give me a deal so I know that it's real But don't try to fuck me I know what I'm worth Dreads getting longer And so is my money Sudsy up on me This shit is so lovely Sky be the name I'll be dropping that flame And the blunt just made it sunny Up in the lead I ain't going for seconds If you see me then assume I'm in first Fucking the industry Life is bitch and that's Prolly the reason I look up her skirt Pearl gawd nigger I roll Only roll with niggers I know Flying high sipping real slow Young nigger killing from the go Dead presidents I need But I don't really fuck with the greed Rapping all over this beat that I made I'll be killing shit with ease Pearl gawd nigger I roll Only roll with niggers I know Flying high sipping real slow Young nigger killing from the go Dead presidents I need But I don't really fuck with the greed Rapping all over this beat that I made I'll be killing shit with ease Blasting my shit to the UK Trying to get over seas Started off local and shit but to me It feel like I would get overseen Over yo head yo with the raps in abundance You Laying it up and I'm jumping I'm dunking Don't know what my next beat is gonna be like But I gotta go make something Been working on this shit all summer Blowing out smoke I be puffin Coming correct I'm consistent Competition see me And they be ducking BBC tee I'm an astronaut Off to the moon bout lift off the block Man on the moon on my Kid Cudi shit Minute ago I was kicking them rocks Now I'm productive This shit doesn't stop and I'm rollin out hits like a factory good Rocking that goldie it sit on my wrist Other than that only rocking that wood Verse on my phone No more scribbling heat Thinking of raps when I'm out in the street Humble as hell but I feel like the sheet Especially when I rap over this beat You feel the same listening in Blasting this shit as you ride in the car Something about it scream that you coldest Now you wanna tell the people you are Roll down the av with my niggers Sipping brews smoking' weed Narks steady watching go figure Just a couple black males Tryna stack they cheese Pearl gawd nigger I roll Only roll with niggers I know Flying high sipping real slow Young nigger killing from the go Dead presidents I need But I don't really fuck with the greed Rapping all over this beat that I made I'll be killing shit with ease Pearl gawd nigger I roll Only roll with niggers I know Flying high sipping real slow Young nigger killing from the go Dead presidents I need But I don't really fuck with the greed Rapping all over this beat that I made I'll be killing shit with ease From Letras Mania