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lighter flicks

You know what I'm saying

Real loner, real stoner

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Uh (Yeah)

I fuck with lil shawty no title (No title)

I run through that money, reuse and recycle

Hop on the road, know I come with that rifle

Yeah (Uh)

Bad as fuck, want a ring I can't wife her

I just married the game, I just made her my bridal

I can make a lil bitch fall in love and one night her

F-M running through hoes, cut them bitches like Michael

I just dropped off the load, bought my lil one some diapers

I'm on the run, we on go, hit the road for the money

I ran it up my ambition for hustling

Fuck on your bitch ice my wrist like a slushie

All these bitches on me make it hard for to trust me

We flexing hard cause we came up from nothin

Free my bros behind bars only God do the judging

Lotta shit on my heart but a nigga ain't budging

And it's still fuck the law tell them hoes free my cousin

Deep in the trap a long way from a onion

Dirty stick in the closet, that pistol I'm clutching

Said I'm sorry to Ma I get shit how it's comin

Good dope sell itself babygirl that's free money

Post up in the back blowin o's like a fungus

Youngins totin that gat and that bitch hold a hundred

You know we know better, but shit ain't no better

We move in that trap, move it fast get more cheddar

Lil babygirl bad with a ass I just met her

I need some pads, in the field got my bread up

We up the score undefeated the record

Yeah, baby that's just for the record

We moving pieces, it's chess it's not checkers

Run up on me swear to God you get wet up

Uh

I fuck with lil shawty no title

I run through that money, reuse and recycle

Hop on the road, know I come with that rifle

Yeah (Uh)

Bad as fuck, want a ring I can't wife her

I just married the game, I just made her my bridal

I can make a lil bitch fall in love & one night her

F-M running through hoes, cut them bitches like Michael

I just dropped off the load, bought my lil one some diapers

I'm on the run, we on go, hit the road for the money

I ran it up my ambition for hustling

Fuck on your bitch ice my wrist like a slushie

All these bitches on me make it hard for to trust me

We flexing hard cause we came up from nothin

Free my bros behind bars only God do the judging

Free the gang

Uh

I fuck with lil shawty no title

I run through that money, reuse and recycle

Hop on the road, know I come with that rifle

Yeah (Uh)

Bad as fuck, want a ring I can't wife her

I just married the game, I just made her my bridal

I can make a lil bitch fall in love and one night her

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