Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms
*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man
Dont be riding in kendricks old mini-van/
Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,
But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time
I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van
Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man
You heard van city's finest man, so back the hell up off me
No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy
Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
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