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New bands Cop one if you ain't friends Papers two Rolling papers two I only do what gangsters do Through with the basics You think it's a spaceship when I ride through Feel like I'm on ice, we just glide Niggas is parasites I get pussy in a pair of off-whites Know I want, you can see it my eyes, surprise 'Cause I visualized it Always knew I was the man You just realized it Don't need a detector, I can see the lies I'm a different type of being Drive the type of whip your bitches like to be in Smoke got my eyes lookin' Korean Every time that I fly, VIP'n All of my nigga's ridin' Two joints, that's double homicide Got you rolling papers, tell me why you gettin' high? We went from coppin' it to supplyin' Beat the rat, the drop of a dime All else fails, I can depend on mine Letras de cancionesFuck signs, my niggas gettin' high Party of flies, Taylor gang or resign Why you even come back to crib if you ain't stayin'? Ridin' with some real niggas, know that we ain't playin' Pockets on swole, you know that I keep them faces Money through the roof, I just crash it and replace it All my bitches bad, I don't fuck her if she basic Of all niggas in the game, Khalifa man, the greatest Blowin' all this money, need someone to help me save it Lickin' on me all night, she said she love my flavor Homie, I'm a boss baby, I don't need no favors Got so many cars, I don't got room for my neighbors Got a bad broad, but you know me, I might take her Fuck up out here, bitch, though I'm all about my paper Khalifa man will stick to the code, no I don't savor Suckin' on me good, treat me like a Now and Later Breakfast in the morn', we can get our dinner catered Try to hit my phone, I don't pick up 'cause I'm faded I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Anything I want, I pull up and stunt Parking in the back, we can't do the front Real n's pay the papers, a plus Ain't with the gang, you can't sit with us Take them bitches phones, ain't nothing, we don't trust 'em Send 'em for the gangs, why they came, we don't love 'em Takin' all our time, we don't need to rush Smellin' like the KK, it's serious Grind every day, 'cause the process I trust in Think they the way, but they bluffin' Baby, I can spend it all, don't care how much it's costing Grind and you get all this money, 'cause it's ballin' I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Two joints, that's double homicide Got your bitch jumpin' in my ride She with the gang and she down to fly Rolling papers up and gettin' high From Letras Mania