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Smoov, what's good, baby? Uh Smokin' on too much exotic My foot is on go, nigga I can't stop it Pourin' up lean, pop it, pop it Pourin' up lean, a deuce, I might drop it Hop out the coupe then hop in the Rari His cars go fast, nobody can stop it Trigger Diablo, he the main topic I pop me a perc, I don't fuck with the roxies I got me some drop, the J's gon' dance I ain't Lil Mouse but I keep me some hella bands I popped me a perc, now I'm all in my jam Double Back Gang can double back, top Lam' To keep it a hundred, I don't know these niggas, man Run with that sack like Adrian Peterson Four-five on, you know I'm squeezin' it Homicide, I made the homies believe in it Trap ass nigga, got a stick with a beam on it Bust down a rip and you know that we stand on it Pour up the Wock', I can't even handle it So much drink, need to learn how to manage it Niggas need to watch who they be aimin' at Glaow, I got a stick in the backpack Letras de cancionesThese niggas ain't doin' nothin' ASAP We pull up to the hood and drop off a big bag Smokin' on too much exotic My foot is on go, nigga I can't stop it Pourin' up lean, pop it, pop it Pourin' up lean, a deuce, I might drop it Hop out the coupe then hop in the Rari His cars go fast, nobody can stop it Trigger Diablo, he the main topic I pop me a perc, I don't fuck with the roxies From Letras Mania