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Thou shall not sin against the king of the gods
I done bought a Rollie for this bitch
And She got niggas
They got bigger
Got on all this water making plays lil flipper
I respect the hustle plus she bad
So ima tip her Started off nick nigga
Now ima brick nigga
Ion even puff it
But she say that ima lit nigga
How u gone weigh me on the scale of the Richter
Play me get a bullet to ya neck
Give u hiccups hating n broke lil dummy
Better dick up
Cause once we rip or we ain't free
They gone miss us
Brodie got them bands 8 them ms
Middle of the summer
Dripping blood all on my tims
Ice keep me Cooley
Olschool wit the doolies
U should get some popcorn
Watch me run my movie
Been around some Fake niggas
Let some niggas use me
Use to choose fake bitches
Now these bitches choosing
Pull up to the White House
Got a baddie in that bitch waiting
Only right like what that since making
Nigga Broke that nigga been hating
Everybody get a turn just gotta be patient Talkin



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