We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch
You look at me funny or i even get a hunch
I look at myself, how the hell am i supposed to have any dig-
You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick
Look like you need to get stronger,
Something worth dying for
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
I dont have to look anymore,
The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you
You all look at me like i have not a clue
Smoking khaled, my weed the best
Now look at you vicious to the end.
The height of my high is equal to the ground from the eyes of an eagle
Sorry, i know that words to big for you, she bout to look that shit up on google
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