Arcteryx v1

Yeah, I run my money so high I could buy a new coupe, uh
Yeah, I be gettin' way too high, nigga, I'm on the moon, yeah, uh
Yeah, rockin' Arcteryx with the Rick, nigga, these ain't no Trues
Yeah, all of my brothers we rich, nigga, just like some Jews
Yeah, that nigga died on the lick, should've stayed in school
Yeah, fuckin' then passin' this ho, just like a tool

Yeah, that nigga, he been broke since he was in school
Cuffin' that ho and I'm fuckin' her throat, she been ran through
We might catch him in the parking lot, turn lil' boy to some soup
Yeah, I can't go back broke, uh, I can't be like you
This ho love givin' throat, yeah, really just tell the truth, yeah
My niggas just like the troops, yeah, that nigga sippin' fake juice
Yeah, lil' buddy, why your stomach hurt? Ready to tell the truth? Yeah

Yeah, I run my money so high I could buy a new coupe, uh
Yeah, I be gettin' way too high, nigga, I'm on the moon, yeah, uh
Yeah, rockin' Arcteryx with the Rick, nigga, these ain't no Trues
Yeah, all of my brothers we rich, nigga, just like some Jews
Yeah, that nigga died on the lick, should've stayed in school
Yeah, fuckin' then passin' this ho, just like a tool

Yeah, that nigga, he been broke since he was in school
Cuffin' that ho and I'm fuckin' her throat, she been ran through
We might catch him in the parking lot, turn lil' boy to some soup
Yeah, I can't go back broke, uh, I can't be like you
This ho love givin' throat, yeah, really just tell the truth, yeah
My niggas just like the troops, yeah, that nigga sippin' fake juice
Yeah, lil' buddy, why your stomach hurt? Ready to tell the truth? Yeah



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