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Lucy Bedroque
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Crack pipe, if you think she love you, boy
Hittin' crack talk, up your moves, I'll buss you, boy
Even if you bring that pipe, you not untouchable
Even if you think you're weaponed, not gon' trust you, no
Hittin' crack pipe if you think that, better not go out
That right, bitch, I got the speakers blow out
I came in like [?], yeah
I don't like the stage and don't like cameras in my face, yeah
Hit thatโ hit thatโ hit that moonwalk from that bitch
I told her ass, "Beat it now"
I knew I was gonna shake the game since I was teethin', oh
They ain't believe the kid, them niggas some heathens, oh
I'm gon' have to drive me, my boy turned to speedin' now
I roll up this 'Wood, give this bitch the sake, oh
Huh, I go "Brr" in that Kawasaki, oh
Give her Naruto, turn that bitch right into Sasuke
Grab my phone, like best believe I'm blocking, shush
This a three-man, this is ROYGBIV, huh, shit
What's up, pretti? Man, all these girls want you
I'm with pretti, yeah, oh
We make this shit pop out, then she need [?], oh
Uh-huh, I see it all
Hittin' on these hoes, I get 'em in
Dropped a bag at the mall, it was me and twin
Niggas hate the real, then shout and call [?] at the end
I would never fake, pussy boy, I'm not him
Bands even though we dead, boxin'
Still the old me, bitch it's Mr. Ten Figs
Still love my ex-bitch, I can never hit-and-quit
New York, I was fucked up, outside hittin' six
Huh, sticked up, huh, it's a stick
Pussy too wet, had to get her out my pants
"pretti, what you call that?" Yeah, my money dance
Niggas better fall back, thought I'd steal my [?]
Seein' red, I'm a rock star
Fuck what they said
That nigga literally got no bars, but he talk shit
I'm never alone
We outside on the mob shit, need a girl and that's it
Ha, uh, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Money counter go deep
Hit a bong and a blunt, got high like nosebleed
This beat so dank, put this shit on LiveLeak
Had a label comin' out a Benz, tryna sign me
I rock two of everything, closet Siamese
I don't know the size of my jeans, this shit in Chinese
Just hot-boxed three blunts, I know I reek
Crack pipe, if you think she love you, boy
Hittin' crack talk, up your moves, I'll buss you, boy
Even if you bring that pipe, you not untouchable
Even if you think you're weaponed, not gon' trust you, no
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