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(Swear to god.. What-what the— what the fuck? Dexter! Uh...uh...uh..uh...uh Dexter! Dexter! Just look in the sky and think I’m a star..) Just look in the sky and wish I’m a star I fuck that bitch off a bar She wanna hop in my car She give me top in the car Wait I might just break out her back Never lackin, ridin around with a MAC I see your asses is dat What was that shit you was sayin on the internet? Know you ain’t tuff, huh, pussy nigga you a bluff, huh Boy wassup? Draco, nigga, make your ass turn up To launch me I fuck a little bitch you feel me You run up on me yeah you feel it That pack on me then we gon' sell it I got the Glock in the ziplock I’m sippin lean till my heart stop That pack on me now with a mailbox The shell so hot that I’m hell hot Oo hot like the devil I push Chanel like a shovel 30 on me it don’t let up What? Oo That boy got the hiccups But we got the set up, can’t trust a bitch, boy here not to setup Oo don’t let up Free all my homies tell them boys don’t let up Choppa with the beam on it I make a bitch wanna sing on it She fuckin [?] on me She leaving 'cause you be funny (Wow ohmangoddman) Huh Oo bye bye You run up on me boy I swear you will die 30 on me turn that nigga to a fry Just chop on the block boy I swear I can’t lie Mike on the beat so I killed it I got them bullets you know you will feel it Oo honey I’m itchin Perc10 got my whole body itchin Oo wait a minute huh my heart be beatin huh Oo wait a minute I swear who I’m seeing Yeah peek-a-boo, bitch like duck duck goose My 30 on me and I shoot at you You could be a duck stuffed too (for real) And it ain’t funny, my diamond my teeth yeah it jump like a bunny Got too many lil bitches, yeah I swear they be on me Oo oo gone in the morning Huh yeah Fuck her Fuck her friend too, bust her Bust it down too love em On little bitch Oo no sir I fuck her one time and she go, sir Out the back door yeah I curse her Huh scratchin my schedule I don’t even, won’t even text her Back to the schedule I keep a gun heavy metal This boy not on my level, Oo he worship the devil Yeah Bitch you a hoe, run up on me yeah I swear you can’t show I sippin lean down my throat I’m sippin lean oh go Yeah huh Gone, bitch (And it freestyled by the way too, all this shit off the top, you know what I’m saying, you know, all this shit, you know what I’m saying, I’m high as hell in this bitch, yessir. You know who with me, you know what I’m saying, my fucking little brother Splurge...) Just look in the sky and wish I’m a star I fuck that bitch off a bar She wanna hop in my car She give me top in the car Wait I might just break out her back Never lackin, ridin around with a MAC I see your asses is dat What was that shit you was sayin on the internet? (Huh bitch ass nigga all that shit you was talking on the intern—what’s up? You ain’t tuff now huh? Yeah I know. Shut up, bitch ass nigga. Pass me some gas...)
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