That tre five seven stay tuck
I know you're mad, but so what
Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run
I'm everything that they call nice
I find dimes like nine - five
Probably getta summer home, in miami
We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy
Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough
It's half past five and i'm the seven that six was afraid of
Smoking weed hazy still crazy but gain a kg in the summer
See how that shit gonigga walk up in this motherfucker
Summer never bummer, till its autumn
I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one
Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice
Every day from 9 to five
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