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I'm smoking on dope, I'm smoking on dope This shit got me coughin', yeah, yeah Play with the gang, play with the gang, put your ass in a coffin, yeah, yeah I flex often, yeah Smoking on dope and I'm off it, yeah, yeah Smoking on dope I'm off topic, yeah That broke nigga shop at hot topic, yeah I got a lot of that money Hollow tips leave a fuck nigga running Why that bitch keep running? Don't talk all that shit in the DM's for nothing Thot bitch, do you like me or him? I'd rather hit a lick than hit the gym Lovin' that bitch, I must've been a pimp I'm hanging with Locs and them Brims She said pay for her food, but I can't even I pour me a four up, this ain't caffeine Glock 26 right before I'm 18 Y'all niggas living fake lives, it's make-believe Pour lean in my apple juice, Adam and Eve I'm riding in foreign, my car smell like weed Loving the way that she ride on me I'm right in the trap smoking bumblebee Sipping drank, don't sip bubbly Smokin' and sippin' lean, that's my summary I'm with the gang, nigga, like a company Letras de cancionesDon't fuck with these niggas, fuck y'all company Free all my niggas that's in custody I get to the racks, nigga, yeah suddenly Finna get them Ice Box diamonds in my ear I got me a Glock, fuck a Musketeer Yeah, uh, True Religion my rear My diamonds the washing machine from Sears Bad bitch, and she said take me serious She want a Birkin bag, I went to Sears Hope y'all niggas graduate this year Ain't went to school, nigga, in about 6 years I ran that nigga over with a car, like a deer [?] but I ain't got no fear All white fit, I saw a ghost in the mirror Louis shit, and I fuck with Amir-ri I'm fucking that bad bitch, she got good pussy Nigga, I'm a savage, you a pussy I'm in LA smoking Cookie I'm rocking Raf, and you rocking Stussy I thought it was a arcade, how I play with the pussy I'm high as fuck eating cookies Uh, uh, chocolate chip cookies Uh, uh, chocolate chip bitches Can't trust these bitches, they be witches Can't trust these niggas, they be snitches Pistol a genie, it grant wishes Feel like I'm Gucci, this my kitchen You know this the trap house with dirty dishes Bitch I won't tap out, you know I'm spinnin' I'm a real nigga, fuck your definition Just a bad kid, man I was in detention Y'all ugly hoes can't get no attention Can't love hoes, yeah, I guess I love women Simp hard, I'ma call you a Simpson She said "Where the tea?" I don't drink Lipton Big racks, man I'm making a killin' Talking shit, man that shit be killin' I got goons and you know they be killin' I'm smoking dope and I swear it be killin' Bitches annoying, y'all be killin I'm just a cool nigga I be chillin I'm totin that tool, nigga, you not willin' I'm smoking dope and I swear it be killin' Bitches annoying yall be killin' I'm just a cool nigga I be chillin' I'm totin that tool, nigga, you not willin' From Letras Mania