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Woke up to the sound of choking you know what it is
Got two styrofoams to slow the motion you know what I sip
You been talking for like 10 minutes and I already get the gist
You complaining about everything and that's why you ain't gone win
I'm in a big body Porsche truck
That shit look like a frog
I'm the type to go and speed the Jeep
I don't care bout the law
I didn't wanna get that money legally but I had a job
With yo freak she tryna sneak and geek and I don't even pop
She pop molly percs ecstasy and everything you think of
I got rich partners all we talk is money when we link up
You just playing in the sand she like the water get yo beach up
I'm a beat eater my Crown Vic a street eater now eat up
Bro a dummy had a kid with a thot and we don't keep sluts
You could install twin turbos and you still couldn't keep up
You still trapping while you rap you run on gas I run on battery
I got stories I could tell but you wouldn't believe me you just had to see it
Prada Milan I drip so damn crazy when it's fashion week
Get a idea so damn hard I draw it get it tatted on me
I count the motha fucking money till my hands fast asleep
I'm with racks and every time he get a chance he bound to geek
Fuck that I don't wanna talk about it no more
I don't wanna play into it
You fucked up you made yo bed then you gotta go and lay into it
Telling stories bout yo homies that's cool
But you ain't do it
Just like Gunna keep a honey bun who the fuck you foolin
Monster truck I'm rolling up on big tires and I keep moving
Bitch you tellin big lies then you think I'm a fuckin goofy
GI Joe I got too many poles I live like a fuckin movie
I was sleep she took pictures of my crib like bitch you fuckin stupid



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Writer(s): Bolt Bond
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