6 o's pay for my car
Your team will crash like nascar
Trying to get back to this thing called love
You're a porch, i'm a fortress.
Like playing a match without the captain of the team
But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream
Check the stats, my team winning
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
Me and my whole damn team,
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green
Im so good i need no tag team
Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast
My team eat everyday a feast
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