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Bag of Weed
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NLE Choppa
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Totally got 20k in my mouth though I need a bag of weed, I swear that that's all that I need We blowin' exotic trees, step 'bout my weed A lot of these n***as I swear I don't need 'em These n***as they leechin' but I never feed 'em All of these b*t*hes, I swear I mistreat 'em I swear to God I'm never gon' beat 'em Pull down the pants, I'ma beat the pu**y up though The opps dropped some but we up though Bring his head, yeah, we cutthroat Slice his neck, yeah, we cutthroat Put cheese on his head, that's a queso Gavе that boy a few days, he got Draco'd How you gon' get up whеn you get gunned down? All them disses ain't funny now You know we killin' all them clowns I had to shut they circus down The 'Vette go skrrt, and it made her squirt She love my tats, so I took off my shirt B*t*h I had to flirt back, so I love her smirk Whole time I just wanna get in her skirt The cherry in her pants, lil n***a I pop She thought it was my d**k, she was grabbing on my Glock Slow down, Lil mama, you turned to the narcs Off the Perc and the lean so a n***a might nod New crip, gon drip, and it's [?] It's a whole lotta drip when you open my drawer B*t*h walked in the house and she got lost When she got found in my bed, d**k in her mouth When a n***a look back, Dreek f**kin' on the couch B*t*h the whole gang lit, we ain't never in no drought I need a bag of weed, I swear that that's all that I need We blowin' exotic trees, step 'bout my weed A lot of these n***as I swear I don't need 'em These n***as they leechin' but I never feed 'em All of these b*t*hes, I swear I mistreat 'em I swear to God I'm never gon' beat 'em Ay, give me a case, I'ma beat it like Ike If you get in my face, I'ma beat you like Mike Shoot in the eye when I pull out, ooh You ain't no gangster, you a sellout, stupid Been with the sh*t since I been out, boomin' N***a, act stupid, yo' life, you lose it F**ked her while I had the flu, call me Michael Jordan Crunch time hit the b*t*h, rob a w**** I hit the cup then I started snorin' I touch the brick then the hood started snorin' I got thirty-sum snipers because I'm important Ran off on the plug, now he got a shortage I'm fasho with this murder like I was abortion My b*t*h look like horses, I put 'em in Porsches She say I'm a b*t*h, where you get your sources? The last n***a played, we left him extorted I need a bag of weed, I swear that that's all that I need We blowin' exotic trees, step 'bout my weed A lot of these n***as I swear I don't need 'em These n***as they leechin' but I never feed 'em All of these b*t*hes, I swear I mistreat 'em I swear to God I'm never gon' beat 'em
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