Snapple fact: you rather wack
Those words are real not crack,
Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack
And that maybach, let me take em way back
Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot
Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it
Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back
Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack
Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack
Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black
So tell me what they crack
Yeah, the sex in the sack
Got tired of running from the police
Palms sweating and heading to crack keys
But do you smoke crack sir?
Bitch i'm on fire
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