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Aye Pour up a cup
Of the dirty
Roll up my weed yall can keep
All da perkys
Aye
Feel like the mac but no bernie
Fighting my demons I cant
Let em burn me
Uh switch it up switch it up
I cannot be the same im too original
Uh i had to get out my feelings tho
Get to da cash
And then run up them digits hoe
Uh push up we gotta work it
Out
Watch out they always lurking
Why
Cuz we damn near perfect
Yeah
Question me I wont get nervous
Time to go up go up pour up roll up
Shawty too lit got her twerking
Time to roll up pour up go up go up

Uh
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Yeah i need the dollars its
Fnf only yeah thats my ohana
Life is to short but i cant no corner
I serve you prescription but i aint da doctor
And i got this gold on me feel like im shabba
I aint with the fuck shit the bullshit the drama
I feel like a dictator im bout to conquer
Got all of that ass back it up like a tonker
Truck
Stimulated from the ganja
Uh
Aye you gotta work it out
Love the way that she just drop it
Yeah what
Going up just like balloons
I got so high feel like michael im
Walking on moon
Hit the dash all they seen and heard was zoom
We are associates we are not cool
Bottles on bottles the clase azul
Im the don drinking 1942
Uh
I got that drip on me just like some drool
The way that you moving its groovy
Can tell you into it aint know you could do it
Like that
Smack my hand no no dont touch it
Just watch it she said and i like how
She touching herself
She say you just wan cop you a feel
Yeah at Least that i know that its real
She popping it like i just popped the sill
I swallow my pride i aint swallowing pills
Hold up hold up slow up
Smoke one roll up sip something
Pour up
Go up go up
Know me nah you dont know us
I got them waiting im buffering
Load up
Aye lets just go up go up go up

Go up
Go up
Aye Pour up a cup
Of da dirty
Roll up my weed yall can keep
All da perkys
Aye
Feel like the mac but no bernie
Fighting my demons I cant
Let em burn me
Uh switch it up switch it up
I cannot be the same im too original
Uh i had to get out my feelings tho
Get to da cash
And then run up them digits hoe
Uh push up we gotta work it
Out
Watch out they always lurking
Why
Cuz we damn near perfect
Yeah
Question me I wont get nervous
Time to go up go up pour up roll up
Shawty too lit got her twerking
Time to roll up pour up go up go up



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Writer(s): James Johnson
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