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Take one to the face jugging off the
Take one to the face jugging off the dope
Take one to the face jugging off the
Take one to the face jugging off the dope
Beamer going way too fast I can’t be stopped
Baby said she like the diamonds hanging off my ear
Lil bro a bull quick to hogin dont look over here
I got 20 in my mouth, it look like a chandelier
B*tch want a bbl I ain’t spending nothing on her Derrière
Better not push up L know it get scary there
Better stop complainin' bout your life, this sh*t ain't very fair
How that boy say he been lookin' for me, I been everywhere
In a creek, somewhere at the beach, still post up on second with 2nem in the jeep
Trackhawk painted purple, this b*tch made my dream,
They all want my life, but I swear this sh*t ain't sweet
Everybody switched up it’s just me 2 and 3
B*tch I keep that blitz on, staying with that heat
Can't even f*cking put my pants on she c*min on my jeans
Told her put it on my face, she done came on my chain
I think the drug f*cked up my brain
I think the drug f*cked up my brain
I was trynna numb the pain
I was just trynna numb the pain
I was trynna numb the pain
I was numbing the pain
Take one to the face jugging off the
Take one to the face jugging off the dope
Take one to the face jugging off the
Take one to the face jugging off the dope
Baby, let me know Baby, let me know I said, baby, let me know
Baby, let me know Baby, let me know Baby, let me know
I was trying to figure out which way to go
Told baby let me know, baby let me know,
Baby let me know, baby let me know
Whats that in my cup it got me moving sideways
Gang keep them sticks on him like a fireplace
Last time I smoked with Tech, was smokin in the driveway
Told his a** don’t leave the hood that sh*t still weigh on my brain,
That sh*t still weigh on my mind, spark a 3.5 smoking like a wildfire
Red tips five-five-six, looks something like a hot fry
Run up on me, you get clapped something like a high five
If you want some beef, choppa take out five guys
Brody pop four bars, guess he found the wifi
Stars in the ceiling, we can show the sci-fi
Lamb truck looking like a plane when it's flying by
I’m running out of patience
Keep the 45 like a work for day shift
I can’t never loaf baby I don’t know know Dej
Getting bread like loaf baby I got so much paper
Getting bread like loaf I ain’t worried bout no hater
Kick back smoking dope with my feet up in Decatur
I've been on my own, why they asking me for favors
Blow the Draco, bitch, I'm tryna wake the K up
Waking up the neighbors
Take one to the face jugging off the
Take one to the face jugging off the dope
Take one to the face jugging off the
Take one to the face jugging off the dope
Baby, let me know Baby, let me know I said, baby, let me know
Baby, let me know Baby, let me know Baby, let me know