My repents are stacked up like needle pins
We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons
I'm love stoned and i could swear
Cuz when we fail we pull up a chair,
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
We said we would never break up we would stay together,
They vaguely decipher my language
We showin up, we blow the dutch
Pop a molly and fuck shit up bitch we going up
Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Every night we blowin up
In that pretty red dress, let's fuck
I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane
Too much pressure stacked up, giving my brain pain,
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