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My bitch, she rock Alyx, she a mountain climber My bitch, she rock Alyx (swiz' with the pipe though) My bitch, she rock Alyx, she a mountain climber I rock a AP, I'm a mountain climber All this ice on me, I'm a mountain climber I got high as God, I'm a mountain climber Yeah, yeah, baby, she a bad, bad lady I been high as God lately, switch and crashed dummies, baby Yeah, crash dummies, boo, I'm high as fuck, I'm booted up I crashed the Mercedes, CLA AMG, the latest I was jumping on a bed in the hotel I smacked lil' shawty ass, it's red than Ro-Tel Yeah, get that boy a snippet, cut the whole tail Lil' boy dead so I guess it didn't go well Yeah. she pull up and play the flute, she ate my semen, oh Boy, I'm not your twin, I'm not your kid, I'm not your cuddy This Trackhawk got seven hundred and seven horses in it Got a garage so I can put all of my Porsches in it Flawless, the coupe, I went and cut the fucking top off Flawless, these VS1 diamonds, they bust, they top dollar All of 'em is pussy cats, they can't come for the top dog I was in the valleys and I left the fucking top down Now that we the hardest artists, I know they wanna talk now Now we got all the latest bread, I know they wanna talk down Bitch I'm on a private jet, I can't even talk now Bitch I'm so high up, all I can do is talk down Beam on it, beam on it I wanna, I wanna, wanna pop a bean Yeah lil' baby pull up on me, she on top of me This shit as easy as A, B, C, yeah, one, two, three One of my twizzies'll hit they melly up for nothing, for free Song way too hot, I burn your ears, I gave you fifth degree I cannot die today or I can die when I turn fifty-three I put this shit on God, bitch this is not no cap, this no kidding I can see how I would die 'cause I got beef with one of my kidneys My bitch, she rock Alyx, she a mountain climber I rock a AP, I'm a mountain climber All this ice on me, I'm a mountain climber I got high as God, I'm a mountain climber Yeah, yeah, baby, she a bad, bad lady I been high as God lately, switch and crashed dummies, baby Yeah, crash dummies, boo, I'm high as fuck, I'm booted up I crashed the Mercedes, CLA AMG, the latest I was jumping on a bed in the hotel I smacked lil' shawty ass, it's red than Ro-Tel Yeah, get that boy a snippet, cut the whole tail Lil' boy dead so I guess it didn't go well
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