Still got that blunt lit but im in school so no i aint gone pass
I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last
I was framed, got the case of salts
Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards
We come through throbbing like thunder storms
I was framed, got the case of salts
Chomping at your oxygen chords
I was framed, got the case of salts
No, no, we are not those
You niggas aint got no hoes
With those crazy ass people at the county building
We aint got no one to be fucking fearing
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