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never cared
- yeah
- Smoking cookie crisp, huh, stupid bitch
- Uh, uh, ooh, uh
- Let my girlfriend hold a strap boy no dyke
- Doing drive bys at night boy no lights
- Hating on me fuck boy got no life
- Grew up with people that's locked up for life
- Slow down on the Percs something don't feel right
- Hi Tech red that shit slime real right
- I freestyle this shit they will write
- He on the corner stop at the red light
- Talking drunk boy no Bud Light
- He on the gram flexing with fake ice
- I'ma keep going no time for a hook
- They stealing the drip no time for a crook
- Yo bitch get picked up then I get licked up
- We in a Fisker moving to Cali, L.A. or Vista
- She want a mister I want her sister
- Shit real crazy
- Someone come roll Backwoods I'll pay
- Someone talk down on my name I'll slay
- I'ma test out my new gun like yeah
- Spent two bands gave my bitch red hair
- Pull up on a fuck boy yeah he right there
- He location shared
- On the way with sticks right now we ain't never cared
- Ha, ah, ah
- She look at me like I'm a young God
- Allah, thank God
- Gave me the talent now a boy go hard
- We in yo yard, you ain't here then we in your bro yard
- Make it clear, booling in the front lawn
- We know you here (Aye aye aye)
- Turn your coat red, Paul Revere
- Ran the money and run outta fears
- Codeine cups we having cheers
- What's her name all on my phone, I haven't talked to this bitch in some years
- Yeah they all run back when the money coming in
- That wasn't Givenchy the way that I got it boy how much you wiling to spend, yeah
- Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
- Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
- Talk my shit and back it
- Rock star from the trap
- Run from the cops in my Rafs yeah
- Make 'em feel my wrath yeah
- I'm pouring up in a Sprite or a Crush
- Maybe Hi C, maybe a Faygo
- Call that ironic 'cause all of my demons be ready to give some of these fuck people halos
- Oh, oh, I'ma let it breathe, breathe, let it die slow
- I'm your greatest enemy, Eazy E
- Fuck the police, they won't let none of my people home, oh
- Oh, oh, I'ma let it breathe, breathe, let it die slow
- I'm your greatest enemy, Eazy E
- Fuck the police
- Ah, ah
- She look at me like I'm a young God
- Allah, thank God
- Gave me the talent now a boy go hard
- We in yo yard, you ain't here then we in your bro yard
- Make it clear, booling in the front lawn
- We know you here (Aye aye aye)
- Turn your coat red, Paul Revere
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