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(Water x6)
"My car tank is empty, My mind is full, I mean i'm full of gas and not the car"
G-got pounds shit more than my weight
I swear I got more rounds than every pig in state (Tote a Drac')
'Pop out cut let's play-Ima keep on dumping, Fuck his face
That boy wanna fade?, Head-tap his dumbass, He gotta fade (Tote a Drac')
He dissing the dead?, I just wanna know the fuck he say? (Tote a Drac')
Detective Wiick
I got name-tags on the sticks (Tote a Drac')
Talk too much, Don't know he hit (Tote a Drac')
She wan' fuck then Ima hit ('Drac')
Stack 'till Im rich (Tote a Drac')
Ain't gon' shoot, That boy a bitch
No that boy don't tote nun', I got Glock, I know he tote nun'
Li' bih lemme roll sum', I just fucked up lemme roll sum'
That shit fucked up, Did you know sum'?
Picked the cup 'fore I ate
That bih don't know time or place
Hot shit grazed my shoulder-blade
"My car tank is empty, My mind is full, I mean i'm full of gas and not the car"
G-got pounds shit more than my weight
I swear I got more rounds than every pig in state (Tote a Drac')
'Pop out cut let's play-Ima keep on dumping, Fuck his face
That boy wanna fade?, Head-tap his dumbass, He gotta fade (Tote a Drac')
He dissing the dead?, I just wanna know the fuck he say? (Tote a Drac')
Detective Wiick
I got name-tags on the sticks (Tote a Drac')
Talk too much, Don't know he hit (Tote a Drac')
She wan' fuck then Ima hit ('Drac')
Stack 'till Im rich (Tote a Drac')
Ain't gon' shoot, That boy a bitch
"My car tank is empty, My mind is full, I mean i'm full of gas and not the car"
G-got pounds shit more than my weight
I swear I got more rounds than every pig in state (Tote a Drac')
'Pop out cut let's play-Ima keep on dumping, Fuck his face
That boy wanna fade?, Head-tap his dumbass, He gotta fade (Tote a Drac')
He dissing the dead?, I just wanna know the fuck he say? (Tote a Drac')
Detective Wiick
I got name-tags on the sticks (Tote a Drac')
Talk too much, Don't know he hit (Tote a Drac')
She wan' fuck then Ima hit ('Drac')
Stack 'till Im rich (Tote a Drac')
Ain't gon' shoot, That boy a bitch
No that boy don't tote nun', I got Glock, I know he tote nun'
Li' bih lemme roll sum', I just fucked up lemme roll sum'
That shit fucked up, Did you know sum'?
Picked the cup 'fore I ate
That bih don't know time or place
Hot shit grazed my shoulder-blade
"My car tank is empty, My mind is full, I mean i'm full of gas and not the car"
G-got pounds shit more than my weight
I swear I got more rounds than every pig in state (Tote a Drac')
'Pop out cut let's play-Ima keep on dumping, Fuck his face
That boy wanna fade?, Head-tap his dumbass, He gotta fade (Tote a Drac')
He dissing the dead?, I just wanna know the fuck he say? (Tote a Drac')
Detective Wiick
I got name-tags on the sticks (Tote a Drac')
Talk too much, Don't know he hit (Tote a Drac')
She wan' fuck then Ima hit ('Drac')
Stack 'till Im rich (Tote a Drac')
Ain't gon' shoot, That boy a bitch
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