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

Chewing on the bars, and we call 'em
I'm on my way to Mars, got the in the ceiling
Down 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 money, I can smell the gun powder
That's dirty money, I can smell the gun
He got his hoodie, with his hand in his pocket
And you watch out or it's lights out
Lights out, me a Eddie Bauer
And I went and got it poppin', and I let them bullets

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

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