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Yeah, we don't give no fuck If we sliding you know we got ARP's with us I just smoked some super zaza, now I'm super stuck I just threw some racks up on her, she got super butt I been on these drugs all day, I'm moving dumb as fuck 30 rounds inside this K, I'm tryna spray a bus This nigga been dickriding all day, he tryna hang with us Yeah, I'm in that pocket, throwin' bullets feel like Andrew Luck TRX charged up, pussy, this a super truck Yo hoe pushing up on me, this lil' bitch a super trick Stick look like it's from Dead Rising, this a super blick Boy got slimed out by a thot, he a super lick And that hoe gon' drop yo dot, we gon' push up quick My twin might just up it on his cousin, he on slimy shit This party too mixy, had to leave and grab my shit I'm in this bitch with my dogs, yeah, I feel like Vick It ain't shit to go hop out that V Posted with a drac, bitch I'm Aubrey Posted with that drac, I'm Champagne Papi Nigga can't get they own swag, that's why they gon' copy I'm fin block your ass on everything, like bitch don't call me Feel like zombies off the wock and I just popped a R.P Brand new coupe I'm fin test it out, drive it like it's R.C We got gas today, my bro just left the trap with quarter p In that pocket like a quarterback Bad bitch on the gram gon' follow back Count too many blues in one damn session, had a rack attack I just popped a perc and now I'm bussing might have heart attack All these drugs inside my fuckin' system, startin' to fight me back He tryna run, spray him down, wet his back That's my cue, XD .45 bussin', jump out Cadillacs Who is you? We don't know, check his temp and bust his cap Not the same nigga from high school, lil' bitch I'm having racks Yeah, we don't give no fuck If we sliding you know we got ARP's with us I just smoked some super zaza, now I'm super stuck I just threw some racks up on her, she got super butt I been on these drugs all day, I'm moving dumb as fuck 30 rounds inside this K, I'm tryna spray a bus Nigga dickriding all day, because they gas fuck Yeah, I'm in that pocket, throwin' bullets feel like Andrew Luck
Writer(s): Ricky Shanklin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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