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Young Stoner Life
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I'm hustling get money bitch
We bussin, that Choppa shit
No fussin, no arcatrick
Bust down, tell my glasses shit
I get money, I ain't put my problems on you
Gallery department pants, yeah Chanel, Pharrell, I'm steppin on you
Post to got my teeth fixed
50 thousand, I done missed the appointment
Bet they gon back me down, I probably should never corner
Christain Dior shades
My heart black just like spades
Yeah my ace spoon coon
He can't wait to spray
We sweep him like a boom
Cartel up the place
I ain't had no silver spoon
Don't steal. we gon take
She want to hit Miami, going catch a vibe
Soon as a catch her, know I got her like a spy
In a hellcat, shit running live
In that black mask ski, coming to sky
In that trackhawk, leaving a scene
Going crazy like Charlie Sheen
Yeah we on SC, the G6, don't take no beams
Hit that S in that foreign shit, that mean machine
I'm hustling get money bitch
We bussin, that Choppa shit
No fussin, no arcatrick
Bust down, tell my glasses shit
I get money, I ain't put my problems on you
Gallery department pants, yeah Chanel, Pharrell, I'm steppin on you
Post to got my teeth fixed
50 thousand, I done missed the appointment
Bet they gon back me down, I probably should never corner
Yeah, I'm smoking shit bitch if Keed give me the go
I slime at ya momma, I slime at ya hoe
If you beefing with me might as well hang by rope
I know that I'm it, then n you'll float
See a lil diss, his shit is a joke
They hopping on trash, them ns get croaked
Free Keed's spirit, free them and go
Big dog, bitch can't hide that
Your bitch come and ride that
Push up on em, slide back
I like them blunt, then fry that
Lil snake, and they their ass, I bet they all fools
What's up Keed, man I miss my dog
I can't even call you
In that trackhawk, leaving a scene
Going crazy like Charlie Sheen
Yeah we on SC, the G6, don't take no beams
Hit that S in that foreign shit, that mean machine
I'm hustling get money bitch
We bussin, that Choppa shit
No fussin, no arcatrick
Bust down, tell my glasses shit
I get money, I ain't put my problems on you
Gallery department pants, yeah Chanel, Pharrell, I'm steppin on you
Post to got my teeth fixed
50 thousand, I done missed the appointment
Bet they gon back me down, I probably should never corner
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