I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping
Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving
My all gold rolly or the
Bumping flocka, fuck the drama
Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears
Raps coldest and potent if you noticed the dosage of meth
I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping
Shawty look half indian and never say a thing
Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears
I'm fresh to death doper then uncut meth
Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible
So pretty mama make that booty accessible,
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//
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