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I could flash money, but that shit too petty
Crash dummy when I hit that pinnacle
Brought the deag, but that bitch too heavy
Work for me, bitch, don't get lazy

Hurts on the wrist, mourning daily
Hearse up for me, grab that razor
Come on, Stacy, I'm acting crazy

What? Dead shot, I've never fucked like KD
Leglock, I think I'm from the '80s
Best off me or your life get hazy
Toll booth, when we stop, they pay me

They prove that we fill their bases
They shoot with no questions later
Move around town like the mayor
Wasn't there when I dropped unrendered

I talk like I'm from the Barrens
Yeah, play hot like a bitch embarrassed
Saw Bones, we couldn't stop the staring
"That's hot", the bitch sound like Paris

Ask not whom I'd rather perish
Fast-forward to the night, I'm careless



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Writer(s): Elmo O Connor
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