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Brandon Bruce Johnson
Brandon Bruce Johnson
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ThisIsWanksta
ThisIsWanksta
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Man I can't wait till I can roll my weed up With all of my idles don't need rivals Leave it as it was but I'm not harry syles But my styles is important And my gas is still imported Still do shit but can't afford it Till I wake up in the morning And start making bands All my mans smoking so much Loud it's hard to stand I'm the man and these niggas Handing verses in my hands To start making magic Wait first let my breathe it in When I'm pissed I'm down a fifth And write some shit again I'm gonna write some shit again and I ain't Talking about no simple shit just dividends Ima get rich off the thought of Never doing stupid shit again I'm a man so ima make sure that my focus Isn't solely on the damn Idea of fucking up the program Mixing potions in my cup See me on the sky cam I hit the gas swear this shit Sound like its a Dodge Ram Leaning into door jams I might hit the floor again And again and again I don't understand What the fuck is going on again Should I roll this blunt Swear I know I said that shit again Man I can't even think Where's my drink I lost that shit again And I be feeling bent I just need to vent out again I'm stressed out I know you fucking notice me Cause this loud Is smoking up the house And the neighbors looking around I can't wait till I'm allowed To be smoking all these pounds Man I can't wait till I can roll my weed up With all of my idles don't need rivals Leave it as it was but I'm not harry syles But my styles is important And my gas is still imported Still do shit but can't afford it Till I wake up in the morning And start making bands All my mans smoking so much Loud it's hard to stand I'm the man and these niggas Handing verses in my hands To start making magic Wait first let my breathe it in When I'm pissed I'm down a fifth And write some shit again Swerving in big body I don't fuck with nobody I'm still sliding on body's That I'm seeing around The lost and found Deep down is where I keep my pounds You're not around when im steady making All these sounds I'm blowing up where the fuck is you now Pull up on me we gonna have a shoot out I don't understand what to do now I might hit the floor again And again and again I don't understand What the fuck is going on again Should I roll this blunt Swear I know I said that shit again Man I can't even think Where's my drink I lost that shit again And I be feeling bent I just need to vent out again
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