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its young
mr. the fuck up
all

feeling real about life
got a drink
lit
go
excuse me, my jeans levi, my is gucci
like who he
on the chase, dont waste my loose leaf
a nigga bills, lightin L's on the beach
but i still with the goons on a loose leesh.
some call it weird, hoes call it
like i just stepped out a boutique
and i spit like i got a full of loose teeth
full of new sneaks that i probably never wear
im in president suite, bad bitch
and if them aint me, average
i treat a like a canvas
bar bras on the song it perfect
ever run out of weed, i a purp fit
i keep the army at ease yall aint worth it
been hipster, cause my shirts fit
the way your bitch hit my chirp, a hip hurt
young riding that wave, picturing me surfin