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Got about half a g left Dont let 'em see that When they up and leave imma roll it in a c-wrap Rollin' in a G-class transmission automatic Legs worn from the road feelin static Keepin my eyes open on the 395 'Bout six presso's in and im feelin'tired Ain't no sleepin' time We got money in the bank so we feelin' fine Then we pull up to the gas station Fillin' up a full tank on this vacation Super high is our destination Then we blowin' clouds coverin' every nation It's a damn sensation in the desert sun Cottonmouth kickin' in I pop a cold one Bumpin' Mac Miller on our mini speakers With Nikes on my feet, yo peep the sneakers New Balance, DC or even Adidas Land ho, pop the trunk We runnin' out of green, so we cop the skunk 'Bout a kilo in the back we so suspucious But we in Cali boy, got full permission So we back on the road, feelin' zooted as fuck But we rollin' up another so we pushin' our luck Swervin' on the highway Movin' from this lane to that lane So we, stop by the road Cheech and Chong in this bitch, up in smoke Take the bag of green gold Shit make us wise we feelin old Its a bold statement to say Knock you so hard, yo ass on the pavement But yo head be flyin' away I'm speaking with confidence from compliments The monuments i'll build Will be remembered like common sense, so yeah Hop in the booth Zmrdi sou poof Nechybí mi groove Tobě chybi roof Podklad nemáš vůbec Tupej jako tupec Nechybí ti půlec Nasaď si ten durag Zapnutej true tone Nejsi skruton Spíš jenom kruton, bujon Dám tě do soup Efekt je moc wet Potřebuješ fén Píšu SF pro font do poznámek Jdu ven Cesta, driveway Flow přines santan Vidim gesta Nemaj smysl beztak Poslouchej best off Pozorně mask off Podrobně beze slov A jdu dál nemám heslo The next words I choose I mean sincerely Put your ear to the speakers and listen closely Try me once or twice it wont suffice I'm built for this shit like I'm cold for ice, roll the dice See the future like spice Feed the culture like mice My intentions are sweet but honest, read the comments The criticism shapes my promise So I keep it Never had success in life I only dreamed it Humble, cuz Manman screamed it I never stop writin' bro, ya mans dizzy Straight from the 131 hood no kizzy Flexin' with about two cents in my pocket But your bitch know why once I show her this rocket Take the gun, cock it Hit you with a verbal assault that make yo head go rockin' International it's factual that my words spread across the world People jump to the beat, like when I pull my curl Melody straight illness make your best friend hurl And they enjoyed it Not passin the mic because I just destroyed it Blastin' off residuals of swag and drip But you avoid it I flushed my past down the drain like the shit I just took So fly I make a blind man look He shook, cuz You got a deathwish that consists of two fists Come swift like Usain Bolt This colt .45 gun smoke like steam boat This coat hard leather These boots margiela A natural born killa You useless like fillers Cuz im with my fellas You fake as Trump speeches I'm real like church preaches I Burn like sand beaches On stage you in the bleachers
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