Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry
Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me
Lil prps like 3 digits
For a bit of weed and chips
Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips
These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference
Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?
I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap
Yo, heres a paper bag,
But i muscle rap
Of all burgers the chips
All green nigga pick six
Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics
Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips
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