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2] Been trapping out house Had knocking all at grandma house Told they ass down You gon' get me in trouble, I'm 16 now Now I'm grown as And I got my own 'Bout to bring a D, that shit out my own house Bought a couple keys, that shit out my own house Should see how I'm now Riding in a Rarri, riding real Hop in that mothafucka, skudda skuh, that dash Naw baby, I ain't gon' All I fucking do is Nascar Niggas wanna that that far Shooting them like Rambo Loaded up with that With a suitcase full of marijuana
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