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Alright, what are we doing again? (PANDEMXNIUM, sell your blood)
One more time
Yeow!
Relapse in my drink and weed back
I don't need no girl no feedback
She give that doug dimmadome need that
Stuff your gucci bag with heat packs
Stuff your cooch and crack with meat bags
Give me neck I'll push the seat back
Give me head I'll flick your bean bag
Drum on your congos make beat packs
Gas on me get a little rack on me
With a little bit of stacks on stacks on
Ass on me put a little back on me
Back it up on me thrax on me
Smoke a little gas on me
Got that ass on me
Pack on me back it back on me
Put a little rack on me
Bad hoes and exoctics on the three oh five
Smoking heavy on da gas all night
Got your shawty wanting me and my beam aye
Rolled up papers stack it like cheese
Boy so massive bands up N.S.Y.N.C
Rossed up backwards ant in O.T
We just higher
Feel this full throttle
I'll rather crash the whip or we taking off
Stacking for billies
We gonna scheme till we fye ah ah
Racks on me
Rack those stacks on me
Racks on racks on me
These stacks gone lean
Flashing cash on me
Stacks on stacks on me, yea yea
Bitch I'm paid to rhyme like a Zeus
Got my game up like an Asus
If you came up then you came to
Fuck the game up and fuck your game too
Square little boy man stick to the GameCube
She sending screenshots, what you thought you were smooth dude?
Your girl think I'm hot so she sending me nudes too
She gonna give me top while I'm scrolling through YouTube
Gas on me get a little rack on me
With a little bit of stacks on stacks on
Ass on me put a little back on me
Back it up on me
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