Sprint

Skinny moving packs at the Ritz
She gon' bring the bag in a bit
Shorty looking clean with the Ricks
She likes smoking blunts, not no spliffs
Skinny got 5 hoes in the whip
Said that he'll be back in a bit
Man I hope that heavens got a VIP
Cuz Im prolly dying with 3 zips
I don't wait in line I gotta piss
I ain't swimming if it smell like fish
I just dropped a bag on my bitch
And people don't know that she my bitch
Heard you ain't really with the shits
Heard you ain't really with the shits
I heard that you ain't really with the shits
I heard that you ain't really with the shits



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Writer(s): Zachariah Abrahams
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