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Shawty you don't understand Having these visions i'm living the best type of life Thinking i hit up her friend Tell her i'm busy or maybe i see her tonight Feel like i'm out at the end Hop in the beamer we going a hundred and five Smoke on the beach in the sand Pour out a bottle and roll up a wood for the night Z3 all black hopping outa New coupe no tags know i gotta Bad bitch two bags fill it with the Good tree that gas riding in a Z3 all black hopping outa New coupe no tags know i gotta Bad bitch two bags fill it with the Good tree that gas Lately been feeling the heat Don't like the talking been kicking it stack up the green Speeding been out in the streets Shawty been screaming out people been on sleeping on sleep Spending my time on the beach Do what i want feel like i'm finally free Rollin up smoking my weed Feel like i'm falling these bitches been playing with me Fucked up a good kid and now i'm evil Cold heart cuz i been on another level New shoes and old shirts its drippy weather Issa late night a new fit and i'm feeling better Z Three all black hopping outa New coupe, no tags know i gotta Bad bitch two bags fill it with the Good tree that gas riding in a Z Three all black hopping outa New coupe no tags know i gotta Bad bitch two bags fill it with the Good tree that gas Shawty you don't understand Having these visions i'm living the best type of life Thinking i hit up her friend Tell her i'm busy or maybe i see her tonight Feel like i'm out at the end Hop in the beamer we going a hundred and five Smoke on the beach in the sand Pour out a bottle and roll up a wood for the night Fucked up a good kid and now i'm evil Cold heart cuz i been on another level New shoes and old shirts its drippy weather Issa late night a new fit and i'm feeling better
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