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(Hook) I too many Brain Cells down To be bout my Brain Cells Now (4X)
(Verse 2) Light a Or it if you classy Split a witcha nigga If you ask me Ain't no hit it vividly and pass me Don't answer about your Or issues or your Ashleys It's a quarter to imminent, ten to infinite Rims, Henny, and Nostalgia and Cinnamon tone and Feminine's getting All broads is Homies get they dividends Is he illiterate, syndicate Illegitimate, idiot, affiliate twisted prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit Man fuck this
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