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Starting the day off with me a cone
Get my mind right I'm Tapped in for these songs
Dope man baby jack don't ever re-up supply my own shit
In the lab perfecting the work
Bumping some Juice man June
On the duty sniping coons
This here some cruise toons
My intelligent bafoons
Catching plays from investments
Jack Barnical plus a beat equals a death wish
Game powder like some Nesquick
Set trip bitch the gang never can't ever switch to a trick bitch
Stayed to my self had to detox from sick shit
But you know I'm still on my Bron 6 shit

Stoned out my mind
She want it in her spine
Money on my mind
So we can't waste time
On the set that's SmackVille
Game to real on ice the shit chill
Wolf-pack for the kill

On a trip for 12 hrs you know I'm rolling balls
She screaming one more chance like My name smalls
Line of duty calls the vile til i fall
Keep a fresh one rolled
We dagf bout y'all
Making adjustments to go up in the 4th
1st in every sport
The dirt where we bury em
Ain't no fear from anyone
Posted on a punk bitch then stared down on em
Keep the game healthy so i can be wealthy
What is your fragrance soon as they smell me
Canabi for men that's the top shelf my friend
1st place once again
Ooouuu Jack him



Credits
Writer(s): Keante Hopkins
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