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I was kicking up sand and putting blood in the dirt
Talking shit bout the sun so my tongue a bit burnt
Never thought for a second that's why I stumble to first
Put a fourty in my hand and take your back off my shirt bitch
Been learning how to be more assertive
No more waiting in line i cut to the self service
Nobody check me out but I fuck with myself
So I keep the water in sight to keep running my mouth
Still staying parched till the day that I lay
But the fog keeps me pretty in the city by the bay
The bear gets grizzly if he's hearing double gang
And I bring the fucking DOOM badaboom badabang
Wait how he do the thing
If they ever misquote me I have a jury make em sing
You can lead a horse to water, make that motherfucker sink
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Pull a 10-57 on a mother fucking shrink
You can lead a horse to water make that motherfucker sink
Mouths gonna talk and mouths gonna drink



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Writer(s): Jake Hill
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