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Yeah, I pour that drink in my cup Cold world, wondering who I can trust Full speed blitz, I left them boys in the dust Nigga don't get fucked up Bad lil bitch piped up Diamonds Jack Frosty, shining hypothermia Jacking my swag it's sad, first to the end of the month Back in my bag, I'm glad (yeah) Niggas did more than enough Popping out, spazz real fast Throwed in the game and it's stuck If shit get too real, I'ma pull up with the steel All of my life been trill, blue faces, hunnid bills Kyler with me, he go crazy nigga got no chill She in for the thrill, shipping packs off to Brazil Certain way about the women they just love me so Clean the scene, mission over the new GI-Joe Different type of nigga, all I need was time to grow Feel like Hendrix, now I'm bout to go and rock a show Yeah, I pour that drink in my cup Cold world, wondering who I can trust Full speed blitz, I left them boys in the dust Nigga don't get fucked up Bad lil bitch piped up Diamonds Jack Frosty, shining hypothermia Jacking my swag it's sad, first to the end of the month Back in my bag, I'm glad (yeah) Niggas did more than enough Popping out, spazz real fast Throwed in the game and it's stuck Bankroll, I don't know how the act Young nigga getting straight to the racks Big load, I ain't cutting no slack Rare Raf on my shirt it's all black Sophomore, I was serving that crack Can't leave, she was all on my back Big digits, I was upping the stats Missed call, I'ma hit you right back Yeah, I'ma lead the way for my slats No cap in my rap, everything I said was facts Pop out at midnight, 12pm I'm with them bats Shut your trap, choppa gone bust at his hat (yeah)
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