Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green
Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,
Come here to picture how he bumping his fist
Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august
Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped
Hotter than camel toe on the first of august
I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.
I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
August and september, and by the start of october
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