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Lucky such a loner My nigga on fuck shit Man, free my nigga, man Riding 'round with them bands Ain't nobody gon take your man We saw 12 so you know we got to dashing Smoking dope, swear I got a fucking passion Been had swag I ain't doing this for fashion I rob yo' ass if you niggas get to flashing Swear to god my stomach hurt, man, I just popped a perky And I tried to quit the lean but I went cold turkey Uh, I'm smoking on Gushers Got to burn, nigga, just like Usher Yo' bitch she get under the cover Louis fit or the fuckin' Undercover I love this money like you loving your mother Traphouse, man, just hit the buzzer I took your main bitch, no rubber She is a lame bitch, I can't trust her [?] you a mofuckin' buster I'm selling gas, man, I got new customers Big bands when I'm counting up members I'm on the Southside Riding 'round and I got the vibe Too shell, I believe I could fly Letras de cancionesChain glowing like fireflies Bad bitch she a [?] I'm having this shit my way With Beezy posted on Gangway Me and my plug and my nigga on 3-way We finna find out where the plug stay My nigga, they riding around with them baby 'K's I'm ducking 12 and you know I got away My niggas they riding around with them doorways Everything gon be okay I'm smoking exotic, nigga, it's from the Bay I'm toting them big guns, Tay-K I'm fucking the hood bitch, her name Shay I'm serving them junkies in the A Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day I text your girlfriend every day I'm serving them bricks, nigga, [?] I'm in the traphouse, we go cray Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day I text your girlfriend every day Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day I text your girlfriend every day Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day I text your girlfriend every day Bitch, I'm a junkie, modern-day I text your girlfriend every day From Letras Mania