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I just fucked your bitch in some Polo socks I just hit a lick in some Polo flip-flops Ayy, she gon' do a split then she make it pop He gon' talk that shit, Imma grip the Glock I been getting money, I been getting guap Ah, taking bong rips, smoke a lot of pot Ah, I get to work, never punch a clock Tell these motherfuckers I been getting what I sought See I'm ballin' Lately seein' commas all I ever do I woke up smoke a blunt for breakfast You ain't fuckin with us I smoke a kush blunt then I fly away Fresh fruit on the counter, lil' shawty don't play I been rollin' up Rollin' swishers up Shawty want a thug Think I'm makaveli and my cup is doubled up She say what the fuck She been looking at me like she wanna fuck I'mma turn it up Tell that bitch I ain't done turning up Got gold on my necklace, gold on everything Diamonds on me look like a championship ring I got that Virgini Guadalupe 'round my neck And you know I'm smokin' like I think I'm Snoop Dogg in the jet Sippin' acai blueberry pomegranate triple X I been cashin' checks I was broke so long you know I had to flex I been mixing Sprite with the actavis Thank my lucky stars, I'm so fuckin' blessed Yeah I got the bars got the Xanax Cloud boys splash gang, that's the fuckin' set Where the fuck my life go? Drownin' in the pint, I been sippin' on the Styrofoam Rollin' swishers through the city with my eyes closed Rollin' through the city with my eyes closed Where the fuck my life go? Drownin' in the pint, I been sippin' on the Styrofoam Rollin' swishers through the city with my eyes closed Rollin' through the city with my eyes closed
Writer(s): Alexander Francis Kelly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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