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I'm popping my shit every (Popping my shit)
I go to paradise
(Wheezy here)

Cough syrup got me dozin' off, I can see you in my
He snapped the clip in then off
He somebody's 'bout to die tonight
I the baddies in the house, superfly
That Draco on the couch, I'm on fire
But I don't fuckin' it though, I'm gon' slide
I thank Allah get my money and I don't get tired

Sit in the back of the Phantom and a good night
I had to take Methanol, lit up like a
I see nothin' in the way, gone outta sight
I get her lace on daily basis, she my
I pop my shit and live lavish, I switch sides
You go to college, get a off the clothes I buy
We get on the top of the fuckin' off the Sunset Drive
I'm a product of the field, I'm in my disguise
Hit the trippin' off a but don't give me some cake
been jumpin' on these Lears, that's the way I'ma chase 'em
Franklins comin' by the layers, that's the way we make 'em
She don't when I'ma pop 'em so she sleep naked
I can tell the way they treat me, they gon' say I'm the
Ain't no tellin' if I leave, if I'ma ever back (Pluto)
Ain't gon' never let a bitch hold me back
I done Goyard my bags so we could my racks
And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the same for
You can't help who you nigga (Can't help who you love)
That's why God made niggas (Yeah, straight up)

syrup got me dozin' off, I can see you in my afterlife
He snapped the clip in then off
He somebody's 'bout to die tonight
I leave the in the house, superfly
That Draco on the couch, I'm on fire
But I don't fuckin' miss it though, I'm gon'
I thank Allah I'ma get my and I don't get tired

I thank Allah I'ma get my checks, fuck you
I need to get off my chest, fuck you
I got the hittas in the cut, I'm still nigga
I got her out her tummy, I'm that nigga (Super)
Take my time, my new bank gettin' taller
I Richard,
that gon' me at least a quarter (Least a quarter)
I been in my bag lately and poppin my collar (My bag)
I got a good taste in 'cause they swallow (Yeah)
I done a lotta lil' niggas, I'm their father (Future)
Can't be responsible, how you 'Cause I taught ya (I can)
Keep it a thousand, ok
That's how I was up (One thousand)
Lil' nigga had to pay his dues, man, (ree Lu)
9 braces on me, baby, hold on, (Hold on)
9 rings on me, baby, hold on, (I'm the champ)
Got that Glizzy on me, baby, hold on (That's a Glock)
Don't be shy with that pussy, on, wait (Yeah, mine)
90 vibes at the crib, pick a (Yes)
I would've said at a hundred to play it safe (Robbin' the safe)
When it comes to loud, I'ma with Grade A (Grade A)
I don't go outta unless I'm fillin' up the safe
I done my Pradas, just to hold my racks
And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the for Chiraq
You help who you love, nigga
why God made thug niggas

You can't help who you love,
I'm my shit every mornin'
Then I go to
Can't who you love, nigga
That's why God made thug