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9th grade I'm in the bleachers, first car was a Kia Now I'm charging for the features, and now it's like f**k all my teachers Yea I'm Smokin on that reefer, I feel like a little Khalifa My brother whipping in the beamer, I pour up a pint in the liter Yea, I'm flexing these bands wit ya b*t*h, poppin these xannies and sh*t I don't give a sh*t, I might throw a rack at ya b*t*h, then hop in the whip And beat up the clit, then pass the b*t*h off to the clique, I'm done wit that sh*t My mind on the money I'm hitting these licks, I burn through the zip And don't еven trip, I make a few racks whеn I cut up the brick I throw the ones with these hoes, never make time in advance for these hoes I'm cool with the bros, I stay on my toes, I'm never gon fold I keep it a hundred I'm chasing the roll Dab on em with the Rollie, no cheap hoes need freak hoes I stayed down that's G code, you disappear like Nemo My b*t*h white like kilos, ain't Drizzy Drake no free smoke I'm charging yo ass for the pack The only people getting benefits was the people who helped put the Ville on the map Everybody talking trap trap trap trap, but no one really even trap trap like that Oh yea, nobody had my back, f**k it I do it myself You can tell by the chains an the belts that I got it myself, I ain't had no wealth I got these bands by myself, I did this sh*t with no help I was out serving them bells, and breakin down shells f**k 12 I never tell, you can throw me in the cell, woah woah Smash on ya b*t*h, pass her to Brodie, I'm off the sh*t, pouring the Codeine Ya b*t*h on my d**k and she thottin for free What you gon do when she mobbin for me What you gon do when she get on her knees How you gon feel when she suckin a g How you gon feel when she passed through the team How you gon feel when she passed through the team 9th grade I'm in the bleachers, first car was a Kia Now I'm charging for the features, and now it's like f**k all my teachers Yea I'm Smokin on that reefer, I feel like a little Khalifa My brother whipping in the beamer, I pour up a pint in the liter 9th grade I'm in the bleachers, first car was a Kia Now I'm charging for the features, and now it's like f**k all my teachers Yea I'm Smokin on that reefer, I feel like a little Khalifa My brother whipping in the beamer, I pour up a pint in the liter How you gon feel, gon feel, when she down to f**k with a G She rollin, she rollin, she rollin, she rollin, she rollin with me Ain't given her back, I ain't given her back, and she done f**k all of the Gs And even at that, I had to doubt that, that she catching all the diseases Cuz you can not roll it with me, oh no Made it from the bottom now we gettin it Everyday's a holiday we staying lit Yo b*t*h is my present f**k her when she strip Her motions with my hands like on some Disney sh*t I'm getting it, I'm getting by, my team they ride do homicide Ya b*t*h has got this lit disguise, I''m lit lit on the Percocet I cannot die, no suicide, I gets gets so lit lit Im big b*t*h I'm on fire I burned out that back tire aw yea
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