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Vomit
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I put my nigga on, to this day, he don't owe me nothin'
Money on my phone, need it outta state, well then I'm comin'
I smoke lots of dope, rollin from the daytime to the mornin'
PUA ain't froze, shout out to my hatian bitch in Florida
Shoutout to my baby, bitch you gorgeous
I been cheatin' though, told her think this money more important
15 I was forgin', you could call up Gray he put me on it
I been leanin' on it, pop so often I don't even vomit
Put it in my pocket, couple bitches doublin' up my profit
Bitch ain't wanna hoe, told her ass to find some better options
Twin, twin, twin
Siamese, the glock gon' stay up on me
Where the fuck is Rob? Somewhere out in daygo prolly punching
Irritated felons with the munchies
He could try it though, at least they gon' remember him for something
At least I had some for it got ugly
Damn I miss Naiomi, ghostin' god, I'm mad he took her from me
Damn, I miss my dawgs, High as f*ck, I keep on noddin' off
I keep on missin' calls
Never nothin' always fuckin' somethin'
Til' I catch a case, It's me or you, don't know if niggas love me
Smokin' za until I'm sick inside, the 4 door always stuffy
Celly always jumpin', lowest dope, can't keep the knocks from comin'
I just hope it last
Line the plug, I really hope its cash
Life been movin fast, I been movin' slow, I'm off the meds
Sorry ma I'm thuggin, I'm just tryna stay up off my ass
Gang
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