Give me the weed smoke a ton
Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
We have nothing in common
Just give me a carrot gun
And your offense offers hits to be attacked with, you give your opponent extra tactics,
But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips
Challenges and props give me hope
My balance be so tight rope
These ladies give me good fucks
Smoke until i ain't got no lungs
And people give me hell
And bad bitches give me head and tell
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