Yo fucking dead like you already know it man
What big crit though, cold rocks enemies to be native
This is method man
Small desert of flesh god
Let's go for more, let's go for more, let's go for more
Fucking hell fuck the fuck the fuck the fuck the fuck the hell
Looking out the crack windows
Sounding the smoke got your high off both drugs audio
Y'all ain't got that hard fuck
Get your cardio and all the bros
Running for the money packest up with stuck Oreos
Party over here bitch it's feeling like shit in the morning
It's the shit life which adjusts with felone
I wanna hold call who you gotta call for we be off. I live far in your phone might not have balls
Baby, don't break that weed up for me. I break y'all something. Hey, you're running your mouth leaving your friends
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Yo fucking jet like you already know what it is. I'm in the back of the bus and I just did a show
And I'm in Texas and I'm happy and I'm paid so I think you pretty much know that you score
I've eaten fungus too. So sorry for the next check that I'm talking to like face-to-face
Because I was right. I just got fun. So let's keep it tough, you know, look away
Me
And I don't eat great eggs in ham, and down to hit ya
When we got it, you'll be like, oh shit, that's the jam
Turn it up, now hear me get up, boop boop pow
I'm about to blow, light me up, upside downside
Inside and outside, hitting you from every angle
That's no doubt I am the one and only man
The master of the plan, rapping shit like Saran
Rap with some others and some others
Polar, what? I thought I thought I'd put a cop over there
But I think he wants to be boarded by the thickie dog shit, right?
Yeah, I'll be if you get there like the voice
Like the exact ass in your savage flow
Come and like, ooh, she got tell me how you liking so far, baby
Boy, I've Reno We'd had dreams and henceher
Coach the coach da correct, let's get that
Truth, truth, truth, test-truth
Yo man, curling up
This is meant to be it, smoking's club tour
Go for three taxes, baby
What the fuck?
Kill it
Who said forever, baby?
I told him all, man, hold up
Country is what country does
He on my crook, he let her hold
Well, you know, do it, let her fold
Pull up, high back, clean
In my old school time-up, she
prepare her shoe for this attitude
Cause when you ride in this high, make it hard to breathe
Lady, holler not, payday
Naga pictures off the wall when I creep
Pros get wet as fuck when I speak
Southern drawl is just the way it be
Heavy like sumo, sumo roguno
Hoin' up brown, she sippin' on nouveau
Pivot so cold, never trick on the hoe
Out of space with the flow, like I'm livin' on Pudo
You know, beans, I'm UGK and fluids
Throw it down, chop chop and screw it
For the fuckin' Texas, they forever breakin'
Would you stop on coffee in the purple fluid?
You know, you got your home in big red
Graduated, school of hard knocks with the B.A.
Right under the nose of the-
Hey, what's up?
This is what big quick third-party raps
In the Mississippi Navy
She's doing a Texas portion of the Smoky Club tour
So I have to score more, you know,
It's going down, man
Mississippi, Oakland, Mississippi, Texas
I just love my-
Hey, we just rocked a band
That's the way I was live
A lot of legends came out, too
Man, it's time to clear, you know, the hip-hop
Let's be out
Why?
It's like I pulled down my low duffel
Fushin' the oars with the gold buckles
Attitude seems so subtle
But when she walked through, you know it's trouble
Nothing can hide that bubble
Niggas gettin' fatted, conversation stopped
Turn around, automatic
She caught hot contact
And then we caught eye contact
I winked at it and she smelt on back
I play along with her
Left her mother niggas, get the charm in her
She chews up, cuz I ain't swarmin' up
Smoked as a Cush God
Score more, cuz they bring it live all the time
Best promoters on earth
What do you think about the Smoky Club?
I think the Smoky Club is one of my favorite clubs
What do you think?
What do you think?
No, no, what?
Let's go fuckin' smoke in your face
You know?
Wait
Oh, you're in Smoky Club
Smoky Club really all smoke more in your face
But in all reality, are we gonna sit here
and watch a Smoky Club smoke in our face
or are we gonna smoke in our fucking face?
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