Then going on a drug binge
Coming back with this shit bitch
You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it
Young money motherfucker we the shit
Fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday
I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday
Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,
Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy
Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck
Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
Get ready to ignite
2am on a sunday night
Like a drug it induces the pain
Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame
I remember. yah, it was saturday
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
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