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You could line up every one in a row
Niggas one and the same
Nigga friends, niggas foes
Only fuck with a few
We don't put it on a chain
To the end for the low
What's the means, what's the ends
Gotta put the top back on
Finna drop weed in the Benz
Bet you see what I'm in
Bet you see what I did
Either weep or you win nigga

Came for the weed, but she stayed for the D
Said she seen the shape through the jeans
I ain't plan this today, but she opened the lane
And you gotta slam lobs on break
People fold-paper cranes
Just to hold dead faces, folk lie dead to your face
Too hazed to be phased, blowing smoke in the rain
Niggas get high everyday
Not sober since October
Cop pull me over, just tell him it's glaucoma
Swear it's never man-to-man, they all zoners
But never leave they place
Just stuck there like FLOTUS
She a fine china, cup me like Folger's
Swallow my Rugrats, since we All Grown ups
Want me a sequel, won't get my hopes up
Cause I go for hoes and stones throw's from rollers

Every one in a row
Niggas one and the same
Nigga friends, niggas foes
Only fuck with a few
We don't put it on a chain
To the end for the low
What's the means, what's the ends
Gotta put the top back on
Finna drop weed in the Benz
Bet you see what I'm in
Bet you see what I did
Either weep or you win
Every one in a row
Niggas one and the same
Nigga friends, niggas foes
Only fuck with a few
We don't put it on a chain
To the end for the low
What's the means, what's the ends
Gotta put the top back on
Finna drop weed in the Benz
Bet you see what I'm in
Bet you see what I did
Either weep or you win nigga

Gold medal rose petal, opportunist, go-getter
Found out the hoe was so extra
Professional heavyweight, fighting featherweight
You would think that motherfuckers know better
But they don't so I make examples out them
Throw the towel in, wave the hand don't count him
Crazy how we got it to a gram from ounces
Washing down the high, I put my hand in the fountain of you
I fill the Holy Grail with whiskey, niggas know me well
Shawty had a fun night, she got a broken nail
Saw her main nigga, saw me, and told him 'GO TO HELL'
She ain't gotta to do him like that
I guess she want me yeah
Gotta nail her to the cross with her horny ass
Nigga tripping like he tryna get his money back
Now homie sick like the flu, you either gon win or you lose

You can line up every one in a row
Niggas one and the same
Nigga friends, niggas foes
Only fuck with a few
We don't put it on a chain
To the end for the low
What's the means, what's the ends
Gotta put the top back on
Finna drop weed in the Benz
Bet you see what I'm in
Bet you see what I did
Either weep or you win nigga
One in a row
Niggas one and the same
Nigga friends, niggas foes
Only fuck with a few
We don't put it on a chain
To the end for the low
What's the means, what's the ends
Gotta put the top back on
Finna drop weed in the Benz
Don't you see what I meant
Don't you see what I did
Either weep or you win nigga



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Writer(s): Erik Mercenary
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