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14, send me up, son
Every day it's dope inside my lungs
I wake up high as hell
Put that shit on
Spray some Kurkdijian
These hoes love how I smell
Everywhere I got some Cinnabons
Imagine at my crib
Tell these rap-ass niggas to get somewhere
'Cause I ain't tryna end careers
I ain't tryna end they deal
This shit could be the end for real
Most of us pop percs like Benadryl
Them our pain pills
I know Lonnie wish he was in the field
They got him chains still
Got my nigga chain gang still
They think he a take a chain still
I done showed the way he chilling
Know his brother gone get them M's
Pass it down to all the lil' ones
Stack so much, they can pass again
They pat me down when I come in
Know I got my shit on me
I ain't have no choice but to grow up quick
I ain't never had no big homie
I be cool when I'm with businessmen
Feel better with all the savages
Said I tapped her, she was capping
Hit her friend? Now that one accurate
Hit a rachet with a dirty rachet
Bitch I'm Goop, the wig snatcher
Niggas a split your wig back up
They want a picture, a quick snap-up
Okay, turn me back up
She want Goop? Get her heart shattered
Take the gang to Africa
Drank stains, nigga wash that cup
Mob meeting, eating pasta
I eat hot sauce with the lobster
When I pull up, she gon' slobber
When I pull up she be topless
Know the car ain't got no top on it
She still ain't scared to top me
He ain't posed to be that hot with Glock's
He still riding around with Glockee
I don't drink, still bought that bottle
I ain't speak still fucked that model
She want me text me back tomorrow
Hear what you saying, I might be high though
Nigga my shoes cost a car note
Nigga my chain cost a funeral
You can touch it, you gon' die though
Nigga my teeth is so damn beautiful
I'm icy, they know why though
They know I ain't hit no Lotto
Hit that bitch, she hit the high note
Have your bro meet at the crossroads
(Yeah, every day it's dope inside my lungs)
(I wake up high as hell)
(Put that shit on)
(Spray some Kurkdijian)
(These hoes love how I smell)
Every day it's dope inside my lungs
I wake up high as hell
Put that shit on
Spray some Kurkdijian
These hoes love how I smell
Everywhere I got some Cinnabons
Imagine at my crib
Tell these rap-ass niggas to get somewhere
'Cause I ain't tryna end careers
I ain't tryna end they deal
This shit could be the end for real
Most of us pop percs like Benadryl
Them our pain pills
I know Lonnie wish he was in the field
They got him chains still
Got my nigga chain gang still
They think he a take a chain still
I done showed the way he chilling
Know his brother gone get them M's
Pass it down to all the lil' ones
Stack so much, they can pass again
They pat me down when I come in
Know I got my shit on me
I ain't have no choice but to grow up quick
I ain't never had no big homie
I be cool when I'm with businessmen
Feel better with all the savages
Said I tapped her, she was capping
Hit her friend? Now that one accurate
Hit a rachet with a dirty rachet
Bitch I'm Goop, the wig snatcher
Niggas a split your wig back up
They want a picture, a quick snap-up
Okay, turn me back up
She want Goop? Get her heart shattered
Take the gang to Africa
Drank stains, nigga wash that cup
Mob meeting, eating pasta
I eat hot sauce with the lobster
When I pull up, she gon' slobber
When I pull up she be topless
Know the car ain't got no top on it
She still ain't scared to top me
He ain't posed to be that hot with Glock's
He still riding around with Glockee
I don't drink, still bought that bottle
I ain't speak still fucked that model
She want me text me back tomorrow
Hear what you saying, I might be high though
Nigga my shoes cost a car note
Nigga my chain cost a funeral
You can touch it, you gon' die though
Nigga my teeth is so damn beautiful
I'm icy, they know why though
They know I ain't hit no Lotto
Hit that bitch, she hit the high note
Have your bro meet at the crossroads
(Yeah, every day it's dope inside my lungs)
(I wake up high as hell)
(Put that shit on)
(Spray some Kurkdijian)
(These hoes love how I smell)
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Writer(s): Aaron Harbor
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