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Chewing on bars, they call you barbarian
All I see is stars, fly a bitch out from
Molly on file, and I'm sipping out the
Cooking up dope, got more than aquarium
Bend it up, pose for a President
I'm counting up cho', while I'm counting up these
Slide down on a new diva, that's what we
Riding 'round with a two-liter, I'm so up
Two seater, plush, few in the bump
A few in the cut, I treat 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers, treat 'em like brothers
A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em like brothers

on the bars, and we call 'em barbarian
I'm on my way to Mars, got the stars in the
South Georgia, boy, we the New Chopper City
We the New Chopper City, we the New City, yeah (Free B.G.)
Word to my youngin', we gone on you
Yeah, that dirty money, I can the gun powder
That's money, I can smell the gun powder
He got his hoodie, with his hand in his pocket
And you gotta watch out or lights out
Lights out, hotwire me a Bauer
And I went and got it poppin', and I let them bullets

Chewing on bars, they call you barbarian
All I see is stars, fly a bitch out Maryland
Molly on file, and I'm sipping out the
Cooking up dope, got fish than aquarium
Bend it up, pose for a Freeband
I'm counting up cho', I'm counting up these Presidents
Slide down on a new diva, that's we about
Riding 'round with a two-liter, I'm so up
Two seater, plush, few racks in the
A few goons in the cut, I 'em just like brothers
Treat 'em just like brothers, treat 'em like brothers
A few goons in the cut, I treat 'em just brothers

Off 2 milligrams, I about my ex-ho
Staying the gas, fill my blunts up with petrol
Pop a double G's and down it with some XO
Trippin' off them you forgot when you was dead broke
Styrofoams and mula, yeah, styrofoams and
Half a dollars on a ring, I'm taking Percocets
Down five and I pray I wake up and forget
I been the gang cause they love me how I am
Shit ain't been the same, they bout me on the 'gram
They say I turned my back on my mama, I'm on them tabs
And my looking up to me, I love them niggas to death
in the afterlife, when ain't a breathe of me left