Riding around with ms. reece and them
After im gone im forgotten
Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
Im gonna be rapping till im decomposed
Im still loaded, im loaded
Hit your block with a glock, blog that
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
Im still loaded, im loaded
Im bout to give ya, im ridiculing
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
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