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Q:]
What's 50 to a muh fucka like me, can you please remind me?
Shit, I'll ya
Put that behind ya
Put ya inside ya
Better chill out with' all that potna
(Ball so hard) you be cray
Leave em in the streets with his shoelaces
And socks up off his
holdin' gonorrhea nigga
Skeet
Soul
Rock
Dot
Hippy, TDE
Well fuck it nigga let's
A dope dealer, uh, ADHD, fuck that
Let's coke and cook crack
the sheriffs, the gang unit
Fuck
Pimp or wring ya bread, she love tracks

of dawn
Figg get it, we get it, yeah
get the money, yeah
All season, year
Niggas better our star poppin
Before I robbin the reup with oxycontin

On we see it
We it
We it
We get it
It's stormin', snowin', it's floodin'
And still out here
On we see it
We need it, we it
We get it
Figg get the yea
get the money yea

Uh, 50 grand to a muh fucka like you, you still need a reminder?
(Yeah, so)
Shit I'm
38 brown [?] call him
around the block boy
em go go
Don't shootin til ya all red tho
Yellow tape muh fucka shoulda ho (shoulda yield ho)
Why you all tough
See yo' gangsta ass at the crossroads

The landlord turn your into a tenant
And if ya rims spinnin' ya jaw
I'm a man dog, I ain't kiddin'
The end has
So, keep weed and big
Big
Brought on her
The holy ghost, she speak in
Murder
Why even run scotty done
you must got me confused
Bitch I'm from the
On figg side moves
Drive to pussy more I do to church
No AC, but the work, MURK!