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Oh, I smoke this pack, it's so exotic (So exotic) Like what's that smell? Somebody farted (Farted) I got the chopper in the closet (Closet) I got some cash wrapped up my wallet (Wallet) And if you got a problem, we can solve it 'Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin' I'm off the shit, can't hear you callin' I'm smokin' dope until I fall in
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Woah Yeah, we send your bro into exotic Come get your mans, I don't want ya'll in my pockеt I'm off the drank, uh, baby know I'm noddin' Ayy, who at the door? The fеds knockin' Hop inside the whip, I'm doin' 90, I got three stars Take your life, ain't no comin' back, not no restart Open up the door, I need more, body on the floor And you leave me with a deep voice, like I'm fuckin' Corpse I'm goin' one, two, three, four Dipped out the party askin' Eric what's the weed for Don't give a shit, that boy talk over a keyboard
One, two, three, shotgun to your fuckin' head Hard to believe all the lies that you fuckin' said Shotgun gonna blast in your fuckin' chest I gotta clean the crime scene, it's such a mess (Novagang) I got blood, it's on my loafers, I spilled blood up on my shoes I don't think about the shit that I say or the shit I do I just think that that shit's cool and then I end up followin' through Only know one single thing, the fact that I don't fuck with you I got my hand on the trigger Mama never raised a quitter I don't fuck with because he called me ****** like it's Gta Got an M4, let is spray Don't care what you think or say Plotting on your final days I got death inside my mind every single second I shoot them shots, we gonna shoot them right into your section I don't give fucks about your feelings, 'bout your dumb affection Hallucinating all the time, I feel like I'ma let it
Oh, I smoke this pack, it's so exotic (So exotic) Like what's that smell? Somebody farted (Somebody farted) I got the chopper in the closet (Closet) I got some cash wrapped up my wallet (Wallet) And if you got a problem, we can solve it 'Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin' I'm off the shit, can't hear you callin' I'm smokin' dope until I fall in
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