Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy
My g"s have been handcuffed,
I stuff you in the trunk, drunk
To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much
Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,
Take a buddy holly holiday
Rub my back, then let me lay
The best is that which i accept and nothing less
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Think of me as your buddy
Chillin' with homies and family
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
S queezys very bold
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain
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