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Was at the cookout with my other, other, other man, mm That done got me into some motherfucking trouble man Texas boy, the way I love it, love it, love it, man, mm All these new niggas they stealin' but it don't hit the same, uh Feel it in your veins, uh, nigga, I love my gang That's why I fuck my gang, mm, why I fuck my gang, uh Ain't no play today, these ain't just 808s, uh This a murder case, uh, this a murder case, uh Ain't no pushin' me, uh, uh, I shake your head, it deceased, uh Ayy, don't hit on me, uh, uh, if that boy ain't seen it He look at that nigga still breathin', I don't know what y'all seein' Take my shirt off, run off, then I swipe that nigga's semen Uh, done being humble, so I had to flex Way that I rack up my bands, make 'em sweat Forty acres and a mule on my neck Better to talk to me with some respect Heard they ain't make it, I couldn't have guessed I'll cut the RAM, my connects, they invest And I'm chiefing the keef of a pound of the best Doin' it right take a couple attempts Had to keep climbing and catch the ascent Made it look casual 'cause I'm the best Studio gallery over our wrists Hold on, exactly what do you suggest? Where I'm aiming, ain't no use to a vest Letras de cancionesWhen I'm on ten, I get cream But the scene that I leave is grotesque, it's a finesse, yes Way she throwin' it so fast you'd think she need some Tommy John Surgery, nurse gon' pass me over, gimme that scalpel please Diggin' through this shit like it was '06, polka jeans Green Lamborghin' look like Bulbasaur, and his dad Catch 'em all, bubblegum ain't allowed Sittin' up on that terrace, drinking red wine with canteloupe Thousand-dollar phone, what the hell I can't answer for? I can't see the haters man, uh, Harry Potter cloak Let this shit rock, we come in like a landslide They don't call me up, they hit the cell, don't hit the landline Feet up sippin' hibiscus, I'll burn my damn tongue Sea salt on that cookie plate, I call that Atlantic crumbs She from outta, whole friends commentating though She from outta town, she never seen the ocean, wow She asked me, what's my favorite place to spend a lot? Uh That depends, like an eight dough bagel box From Letras Mania