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Get them xans, i gotta switch my gun up every week baby
Main bitch on the sideline, everything seems different when you spark a blunt up
she just did some alcohol and she about to go dummy
I dare you try to run up, a couple bales on me i just got it out the mail Up, boy i dare you try to run up
i dare you try to run up
Off white leather gotta pop collars, i did the whole dash et cetra et cetra Run, dare you try to run up
I just fucked a fan and she asked me for a shoutout, i just fucked a fan and she asked me for a shoutout
Christian l s on me this is not a fairy tale, something real exotic love to sleep with me Future, get a lotta money put your main bitch on the sideline
I dare you try to run up, a couple bales on me i just got it out the mail
a couple bales on me i just got it out the mail
Boy i dare you try to run up, i just fucked a fan and she asked me for a shoutout
Get them xans, i just fucked a fan and she asked me for a shoutout
shawty bust it up
Everything seems different when you spark a blunt up, something real exotic love to sleep with me, everything seems different when you spark a blunt up
I just had some coke inside the freezer tryna come up, get them xans
Do it gang territory, i just get them bands and i like to give them a shoutout
Get them xans, upper echelon we will never miss a meal
caught a brown bad
i dare you try to run up
bought her margiela
Gotta keep a hammer on the seat baby, her waist line small and that booty look dummy