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Pop up hella proper i am not the one for the oppas
Run from the coppas knowin ima need cheese if
Im makin pasta so im all about my dough and i wont stop it

Like my girl topless like my first convertible
When i cop it she'll top me in it while her friend watchin

Give me props know my shit hard when it drop haters see me
And say this shit hard to watch viciously speakin until my sequence
Seein knots aint seein thots when they see the paper seem to plot
I keep the pots whippin serve it when it start to lock
But if i see 12 bling drop it like its hot

In a rare form dont ever compare my steelo one of one so what is equal youthanize
You still lethal who am i still evil i mean the government
Kill people wonder why i dont feel people

I keep my feelings in the tuck
Cant come off too apealin to a slut but im probly still feelin on her butt
Jus chillin in the cut thinkin how to gross a million in a month
Over pussy espresso and a blunt what



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Writer(s): Fre$#mn
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